There’s nothing quite like Tom Waits to get you through the night and this night is no exception, although, it is an exceptional night; this particular night being the night that I lose my virginity. No; not that one. Sad to say that was a long time ago; or was it? I know I was there and I could give you the date, but it seems unreal and so unimportant now, though at the time it seemed to matter. I suppose with the impending loss of my present virginity, it also seems to matter but this time it matters because I don’t want to lose it, not because I do! So, on the basis of this needing to be brief and snappy, (I’ve been reliably informed that this is essential) here it is; I’m losing it as you read this; here it is; the final consummation of a much resisted imposition of technological passion to which I have finally succumbed; I have had my first blog.
Hmm; all seems a bit of a non event really. Still the more I do it I’m sure the better I’ll get and hopefully, the more I’ll enjoy it. Having begun, I intend to be prolific but not protracted; succinct but not shallow and wide-ranging without waffling! (Well; I can try)
As the delightfully dulcet tones of Roy Ebden used to utter at the end of his radio show: “If you have been; thanks for listening”
p.s the face in the wall is in a street in Paris; city I love most in all the world!
pps. Being the first time it's a bit basic I know but watch this space.
Hmm; all seems a bit of a non event really. Still the more I do it I’m sure the better I’ll get and hopefully, the more I’ll enjoy it. Having begun, I intend to be prolific but not protracted; succinct but not shallow and wide-ranging without waffling! (Well; I can try)
As the delightfully dulcet tones of Roy Ebden used to utter at the end of his radio show: “If you have been; thanks for listening”
p.s the face in the wall is in a street in Paris; city I love most in all the world!
pps. Being the first time it's a bit basic I know but watch this space.
