Monthly Archives: October 2006

The Scaf­foldist

‘The thing is,’ says Oscar, draining his coffee, ‘is that the British one pound coin is very thick, and around the edge it has something written in Latin.’ ‘Right,’ I say. ‘Or Welsh.’ He orders another latte. ‘One of those two. Which is the one with lots of ‘w’s?’
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Tomor­row and tomor­row and whenever

Outside the window, through the girlie grey steam, the autumn weeds are waving in a distinctly springish wind. I think I could almost qualify as a perpetual motion machine, infinitely running a distracted loop between the untended garden and the untended computer, if it weren't for the midpoint between the two, which is the television and which is being tended just fine. I stopped doing creative things three months ago. What happened?
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