Dear Friends
- and never mind the next bit, it's rather gloomy. That's the Bark of Avon for you, always with the bleak British outlook except in his love sonnets, which will also deprive you of the will to live as reading them is like wading at the bottom of an ocean of treacle. Or molasses, for the South Canadians present.
None of this has anything to do with what follows. Hey, I have a tradition to maintain! You see, I am only just sitting down at my failing PC - the hamster is a geriatric retiree - after doing the weekly shop after having a Christmas meal after wandering around the Christmas markets in that Ur on the Irwell, Manchester.
So, no time to craft timeless prose, nor the scrivel I usually post, thus I resort to that old standby of BOOJUM! the reprint from years ago.
From 16th December 2015:
http://comsatangel2002.blogspot.co.uk/2015/12/consistently-inconsistent-thats-us.html
From 16th December 2014:
http://comsatangel2002.blogspot.co.uk/2014/12/roma.html
From 16th December 2013:
http://comsatangel2002.blogspot.co.uk/2013/12/bad-heavens.html
As we all know, Conrad rarely re-reads what he's posted, so it might be Fun! to go back and re-read these, and see what I'm inflicting on an unsuspecting world.
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