Like Joyce’s Wet Bed

Early this sultry morning, before setting off to meet her sisters for lunch, Jackie carried out necessary garden irrigation which I continued after enjoying the lunch she had left prepared for me. After giving pots a fresh-water- and myself a sudorific-drenching I proceeded to a little dead heading that I had failed to ignore. Aaron,Continue reading “Like Joyce’s Wet Bed”

Omitted From The Talking Book

CLICK ON ANY ITEM IN THE CLUSTER TO ACCESS GALLERY, INDIVIDUAL MEMBERS OF WHICH CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE BY SCROLLING DOWN THE PAGE AND CHECKING THE BOX AT BOTTOM RIGHT. Yesterday evening, Becky, who with Ian also stayed overnight with Flo and Dillon, was hunting in the library for James Joyce’s ‘A Portrait ofContinue reading “Omitted From The Talking Book”