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A motto for mine own generation

habitabamus domum magnam

Epigraph (after Ondaatje)

K:  Am I ‘K’ in your book? A:  No.

Story

We still get MamanBébé fliers for our childless former flatmate.

jus sayin’

jus soli jus sanguinis jus poetarum (jus sayin’)

Brilliant idea for a short story, last night:

Anyone remember what it was?

Hen-do

When my fiancée went out to her hen-do (the first one) I stayed at home, watched some rugby, wrote a poem, and did the dishes.

To the agony aunt at The Lancet

Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does my chestbone crack?!

b&w joke

An Irish priest, a Jewish doctor and a Hungarian photographer are on the beach. [click] Omaha Beach.

Caveat; or – Overheard in ASDA

“Nah, I didn’t slap ‘er… (I could of, though!)”

Odd couplet

My parents said that onions went ‘with everything’ — but kept a separate chopping board for onions.