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In Cars
In cars, I'm him.
I make the shapes he makes –
one-handing the steering wheel
as if grasping some mane,
I cup the gear stick bulb
like it's a brandy bowl
and coast to junctions
clutch disengaged
scared as sharks to stop,
though on open road
I’ll box in better cars than mine,
a sudden stickler for the limit
I slap down and squeeze your knee
celebrating damming flow,
c...
Saturday 9th February 2013 9:39 am
Mabel and the Tiger in a Toy Ice cream Van of Extreme Excitement!!!
It's been a long time since I had a decent ice-cream and Daljit Nagra has invited me to the launch of Tippoo Sultan’s Incredible White-Man-Eating Tiger Toy-Machine!!! with the promise of a Mr. Whippy!!! He's promised this pleasure before mind, so I'm going to keep him to it. I don't tend to leave Swindon on a whim. 'Bring rolling pin just in case the ice cream is too lumpy and needs smoothing ...
Thursday 25th August 2011 2:28 pm
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