My pet wasp died yesterday. He didn’t have a name, and we didn’t cuddle up together, but he was no less a pet for all that. We met about 2 months ago or so. I gave him some pieces of apple, and he adored it. It took him a few days to work his way … Continue reading 4th Sept – You are the apple of my eye, forever you’ll stay in my heart.
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5th Aug – Hurry on sundown, see what tomorrow brings.
Do you know the story of King Canute? Hardly anyone does. It goes a bit like this: Canute, so frustrated by the sycophants and pygmies in his court –who claimed divine powers on his behalf- tried to persuade them otherwise. To make his point, he had them take his throne to the seaside, so that … Continue reading 5th Aug – Hurry on sundown, see what tomorrow brings.
July 16 – Le Freak, c’est chic.
I squeezed a massive spot behind my ear the other day. It was probably a day off being absolutely ripe, nevertheless, or perhaps because of that, it was, by a country mile, the most satisfying thing that’s happened to me in the last three years. No, I tell a lie, seven years. Before I’d even … Continue reading July 16 – Le Freak, c’est chic.
2nd July – I want to shout, but I can hardly speak.
-I always assume that we are of the same cohort. Apologies if our grooves don’t run in parallel. There is much to catch up on. I owe you an explanation, I know, but not yet. Nearly. I need first to tell you about my coming out party- I’d forgotten this. Being in an altered state. … Continue reading 2nd July – I want to shout, but I can hardly speak.
Sometime BST – At the window, there’s a face you know. Don’t the time pass slow?
I feel almost certain that I ventured out yesterday. It's been a while, and I can't be entirely sure. https://www.youtube.com/embed/R-Ihk7Y6ZIo?si=atvjwv5zRRt6tp_Q
June 2025 – Life’s candy and the sun’s a ball of butter.
18th May – It’s very nice to just wander the camel route to Iraq, but it’s so much nicer, yes it’s oh so nice, to wander back.
I had a go at being normal the other day. The first part, a thirty-mile bike ride, passed tolerably well. But as soon as I descended from Boffin and rejoined the tribe, we, me and my independent mind, were soon wishing that we’d stuck with the original plan - to stay indoors until the local … Continue reading 18th May – It’s very nice to just wander the camel route to Iraq, but it’s so much nicer, yes it’s oh so nice, to wander back.
4th May – but tell me does he kiss, like I used to kiss you? Does it feel the same, when he calls your name?
Do you remember Frances? Slight, reticent; cool bob - crooked fringe; skinny legs sticking out of her ironically, other-era, mini-dress. How I loved her edgy confidence that was punctuated by giggles, as if she was withholding what she really thought about everyone else. How I wanted to tell her that I recognised something in her … Continue reading 4th May – but tell me does he kiss, like I used to kiss you? Does it feel the same, when he calls your name?
30 April – You’ve been crying, your face is a mess.
Simply reorganise these notes into your own article on loss trauma, regret, anxiety, fault, guilt, and responsibility for these things. I would only make a mess of it. . https://www.youtube.com/embed/iFZVcN98Hl4?si=RzkpahU-ew9Kpu3N
between 60 – ∞, Trump Common Era. Important competition update.
https://dickiewhitesdiary.com/2025/03/14/__trashed/ How are you getting on with our new, international spy-game, word search, competition? Worked it out yet? Well, the good news, just in, is that we're now in a position to announce the prize. It's been a difficult time, with on-off tariffs, and the firing of the early salvoes in the Euro-US trade war. … Continue reading between 60 – ∞, Trump Common Era. Important competition update.
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