(The sunset is an illusion, said the Reluctant Messiah. The beauty is real.)
In desperation, I might just mention something I seem to
recall mentioning once before on this blog back in the days when the world was
still turning on its axis and little Inca was usually pleased to see me. (Inca
is a cocker spaniel if you recall. And I might just mention that I’ve drunk
enough scotch to feel quite justified in talking nonsense.)
So anyway…
I just watched The Old
Dark House again, and if there’s one thing for which that classic film
should be remembered it’s the line:
‘What scared you?’
Somebody just slammed
the door in my face.
‘I expect it was the wind.’
No, it wasn’t the wind.
I know wind when I see it.
It knock spots off ‘We’ll always have Paris’ doesn’t it?
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