It's only weeks since I had the most God-awful cold, an lo I have another one. How many bloody cold viruses circulate at any one time?
I sound like Barry White. I want to go to bed. Except, when I do I can't sleep what with all the coughing and hacking and general unpleasantness. The waste basket is overflowing with soggy tissues. Steve is not a well bunny.
Still, could be worse, eh?
Songs Gone Wrong
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My new poetry book has been published. It will be one of my last ever
poetry books. After this one, there will be my monumental *Unrequited
Self-Love* in ...
1 week ago

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