Soon Come

Just about a year ago, I was in London. Scarfing down fish and chips and shooting automatically from the left side, with no wheel but the London Eye. I must say the time abroad has changed me. I look at a lot of things differently and I find myself saying “In Europe…” for the simplest…

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Twelfth Cake

I went to bed in Juan Les Pins and woke up in 80 A.D…. It must have been a reaction to the Spedifen and Pringles. With my head pounding and air fogged, I woke up in the midst of the crowd. With less then knee-high Dockers and checkered sailboat socks, it wasn’t hard to tell…

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Latchkey

I arrived at the airport and my cardigan reeked with a smell no later than 1873, 76 0r 82… The trains are usually reliable but obviously on the day when we had to catch a flight, it’s 30 minutes late. But I can’t complain though, I’ll continue to hop on and off until I get…

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