Gullivers Bubbles
There’s nowt so queer as foes
The stuffed wives of Henry the Beast
The Will of the Mass
The Mad Will
Why be a Catholic, just to lapse?
Jesus was a wafer with no icecream,I thought as I bit him tenderly
Evening class: build your own Cross [ wood £89 ono]
By a therapist:I used to suffer badly from loopholes and other stories
Clean your own blood: what dialysis means to me now
Everyone else is better than me; a neurosis lived in real time
How to make your TV smart: do not put vinegar on it yet
I see and hear things noone else does.Genius or Liar?
How to make your own foot bawl
Sir Oliver’s Rabble
The War of the Poses
Mary, been and gone
Day: July 6, 2020
The mystery of the dark
Come back to me, my sweetheart
Don’t leave me all alone.
Come back to me, my darling
I can’t believe you’ ve gone.
Don’t leave me all alone.
Come back to me, my darling
I can’t believe you’ ve gone.
I’m crying ‘cos I’m feeling blue again.
I’m crying’cos I’m falling like a stone. Oh, let me tempt you with my beauty
And my voice forever young.
Let me tempt you with my spirit
My laughter and my songs.
I’m crying ‘cos I never did you wrong.
I’m crying ‘cos with you I still belong.
I’m crying’cos I’m falling like a stone. Oh, let me tempt you with my beauty
And my voice forever young.
Let me tempt you with my spirit
My laughter and my songs.
I’m crying ‘cos I never did you wrong.
I’m crying ‘cos with you I still belong.
I thought maybe I’d follow,
To see where you have gone
But there’s a hand upon this tiller
That is not mine alon
I’m crying ‘cos I wrote this old blue song.
I’m crying, I’ve been lonely for too long.
The hand upon my tiller
The mystery of the dark
The unknown one who lives in me
And sings like a skylark.
I’m singing ‘cos I wrote you a new song.
I’m singing ‘cos the cat ain’t got my tongue
