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Monday, August 21, 2006

Season's greetings

Today's lyric:

"The sun struggles up, another beautiful day
And I felt glad in my own suspicious way
Despite the contradiction and confusion
Felt tragic without reason
There's malice and there's magic in every season."

Elvis Costello: "The other side of Summer"
From the album: "Brutal Youth"



Got up at my usual workday time this morning.

The sky was grey, gloomy. It was cool-to-cold.

Aren't schoolkids on what used to be called "summer" holidays?

Is this it for another nine months?

During the last of last Friday's meetings there was a certain amount of blood-letting. Some playthings were forcibly ejected from a perambulator. We're off today to perform some aromatherapy on troubled waters.

I may be gone some time...

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