Saturday, 25 February 2012

Post-Walk Personal Notes.

There was something oddly thrilling about seeing Venus so close to the moon tonight. She was almost sitting on the bottom horn of the young crescent. Maybe my sense of fascination came from there having been a sizeable coincidence involved.

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The hints are coming thick and fast that I’m alone and going to stay that way. Striding up the lane tonight with just an upturned bowl full of stars for company, the fact seemed positive and right. Whether it will continue to seem so remains to be seen.

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I’m wondering why my kitchen smelt of apple pie when I got back, since I don’t think I’ve had apple pie in the six years I’ve lived here. Suggestions invited.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Do you like apple pie? Maybe it is because sub-consciously you would like some so your mind created the smell!(If that's possible). However of you don't like it then I am not sure why your kitchen would smell of it!! Very late for me! Y y

JJ Beazley said...

Yes, I do like it, but I don't think my imagination is quite that powerful. Besides, an accompaniment of double cream is obligatory, and I don't have any.

I got to sleep before you did tonight. Fell asleep in front of 'I, Robot,' but I'm awake again now. Nice to see you on the Late Show.