and, in expectation of an evening spent politely toying with a salad, I ate a hearty supper before setting out to the 'air supper' invitation.
Turns out that when my friend says 'it'll be nothing much' she means that she's baked a big dish of kedgeree. one of my favourite things!!!
Poem by Jim Culleny
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Gong and Pennywhistle You can play a cheap tin pennywhistle or beat on a
big gold gong. Down here on earth in the soft grass or stinging thistles
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