Certificate 15

East London, 1990

Walvisbay, 1989

It was shortly after that that I set fire to the place.

The two men exited the flat and began their journey to the pub.

I know he can hear me. I want him to come out here. I think he can hear me. I don’t want him to come out here.

NEW BOOK WHYDUNNIT KIND OF THING PLEASE READ!

my life - 1987-2012

In which, in a clever twist, the villain, having captured the hero, does not simply kill him but instead explains to him his plan.

Broke another cup

A poor old dear, all alone in the world.

The setting of the needle and of the flame the spoon and the vein

Reality can't seem to make up its mind tonight

I was taken down to the general ward in the
middle of the night.

Last part of my Dear Diary memory.

It was late afternoon before the contractions
became stronger...

My Dear Diary moment continues...

A Dear Diary memory of giving birth in Three parts.

In the gloom I gather
you to my breast, no more than a child
for all of your certified anguish...

Apparently the Brillo pad (yes the man known as Andrew Neil) had yet another person on the daily politics that he didn't like, and whom was -no doubt- arrogantly yet politely heckled, (the Brillo's de

Three a.m. and the streets are strewn
with dog, cat and bird...

love story

I place my fingers laced between each other as if they were yours. I long for your lean muscular arms around my petite body, slowly wrapping themselves around my waist ready to squeeze me closer.