From time and place and season, I am lost,
Disorientated ,missing tracks well worn.
Do not suppose I’m unaware of cost,
Nor label me with epithets of scorn.
For usual paths lead to the usual place.
The safest way to live and perhaps to die,
But wandering through the woods I find new space
and in wild grasses with the fox I lie.
Through distant trees, I see a way to go
As narrow as a slit in pale limestone.
I pass in silence as if in deep,deep snow.
My courage rises even as I groan.
Remember when we’re lost ,we may then find
Another way,a place,another mind.

can see there is plenty of material here for me to write my next book:

Deceptive appearances and the fascination of apparent dullness.

Oh, that sounds very unusual.

Well, I’ve never believed in true dullness.There is always a story.

See, I’ve just met you a man of 98 yet you have a wife, a mistress and a crazy cat.. and I’ve only been here for one day.Imagine 

what else I may discover here.

They heard a siren.

Oh, no!We’ve not even rung 999 and here is the ambulance….

Mary will be so angry.You see Dave is bisexual

My goodness, are you having an affair with him.

No way, shouted Stan.My life is tough enough already.He can be bisexual or even trisexual but I’m not interested.

What does trisexual mean, enquired Emile.

I have no idea but I thought it sounded good, admitted Stan.

Peter stood up.

I think I’d better go home and start to see my patients.

Now Emile, put your nerve somewhere safe.We don’t want you to lose it again.

Thank you, darling cried Emile.I think I’ve formed an erotic transference with you already.

Peter rushed out.

Is it me or is it them?he wondered.

I thought it would be quiet here on the edge of Knittingham but I think now wherever you are there will always be something unexpected happening.But I hope Emile will not begin to follow me around.I shall have to buy a lady cat and then Emile might fall in love with her instead.So off Peter went whistling a Bach cello suite and wondering how to cope with life in a suburb.. clearly it was not as dull as he had imagined.

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