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  • Blog Break And Waffle

    No great surprise - I‘ve been evicted. Technically speaking I’m homeless. Not a huge problem. I'm staying with friends. Soon I’ll be leaving for Moscow.

    Simon Landlord kinda imploded. Methinks mayhap he’s finally flipped. Threats when repeated quickly grow boring - And nobody hits me and lives!

    Okay! That‘s a lie! But I did kick his goolies! Twice as it happens - Quite an achievement. After that my memory’s shot. Pushing and shoving and bouncing down stairs all kinda meld into one.

    I’m guessing you’re thinking Poor Old Adam. If so - No need. I’m perfectly fine. I’ve known for a while that something would happen. I now have the chance to move on.

    To that end I’m taking a break - After Moscow I’m off to The States. I’ll sort The Fund then start afresh. Where and with whom I haven’t decided.

    I may or may not return to England. One of my hobbies is burning bridges. No going back - No rebuilding. At times methinks that’s how I progress.

    Anything’s better than perpetual stasis. When things go well I tend to grow nervous. Okay! I know! Enough with the waffle! I’m really just trying to say my Goodbyes.

    Take care - Be good - I‘ll send you a postcard! Shalom and Lochaim!

    Adam ... x

  • Racists And Foreskins

    An odd few days. Nothing much happening. All in all I'm feeling quite chipper. Why this should be I'm not really sure. Mayhap it’s my hormones or something?

    My one piece of news - A Literary Lunch. Which sounds quite grand but definitely wasn‘t. Being a pleb I was mostly ignored till attacked by a woman with issues.

    Long story short she called me a racist. All my own fault - I’d tried to be honest. Stupid mistake! Perhaps she‘s right? I wouldn’t presume to know.

    I'm concocting a question for Ask Or Answer. All being well I’ll post it tomorrow. Don't get excited - It's not a big deal. In many respects it's rather mundane. Methinks mayhap you'll yawn.

    Changing the subject - I’ve bought a book. Foreskin’s Lament - I love that title! I'm determined to read it this weekend. I’m now gonna tell you an apocryphal story.

    Years ago a friend of mine asked if circumcision hurt? I told him quite simply Absolutely! I couldn’t walk for a year!

    FYI - Minor detail - At the time of my Bris I was eight days old.

    And Finally ...

    New profile pic - Scary or what!? Don’t be alarmed - It’s merely a phase! I’ve decided to dump the pretty boy look. Methinks mayhap for sure I’ve succeeded.

    Adam ... x

    * * * * * * * * *

    I wrote the question for Ask Or Answer. On reflection I think it's naff.
    But rather than leave you possibly wondering here it is in all it's glory!

    Am I A Racist?

    Recently at a literary lunch the conversation turned to partners. I didn’t say much. I know my place. I listened intently but didn’t contribute. Out of the blue a woman’s voice chimed. You’re very quiet - What’s your opinion? Long story short she eventually asked would I prefer to marry a Jew? I said Yes - Ideally I would. Dropping the smile she said that was Racist. Everyone there appeared to agree! Do You?

    THE END

  • Moving On - Part One

    I've recently made several decisions. Right or wrong I intend to stand by them.

    They’re nothing too heavy. Don’t be alarmed. As of today I’m an orphan.

    Supported by Lawyer I've met with my parents. Long story short we're now divorced.

    My mother wept - The pater harangued - And I threw up in the men's room.

    Not a huge problem - Except for the cleaner? Who seemed surprisingly sympathetic.

    I wasn’t sure why so I tipped him a tenner - After which he cleaned my tie.

    Another decision - Long overdue - As soon as I can I’ll be quitting my flat.

    Simon my landlord’s becoming a problem. The details alas are rather embarrassing.

    Far more important - I’m going to Moscow. A four day trip my birthday weekend.

    Should be fun. Blanchett’s my guide. She’s promised again to show me her Dacha.

    Nothing too grand - Don’t get excited - According to her it’s a glorified shed.

    Oh ...

    And since her monoglot kin will be there - I now have four weeks to learn Russian!

    Adamski ... x

  • In My Dreams

    A few weeks ago Old Nick mentioned dreams. Specifically those involving bloggers. I've had several. Some I remember. It's time methinks to share.

    Nick btw taught me guitar - I taught him violin. He wasn’t much cop. He wouldn’t stop laughing. Somebody somewhere was belting out opera! With hindsight I think that was probably Mab.

    The excellent Milly features quite often. Bizarrely she’s usually wearing leather. Particularly odd since we visit museums. FYI - She loves the Louvre and constantly smokes Gitanes.

    Late one night JackFrost popped up - He offered to find me employment. His great idea was Join The Army! Which seamlessly led to the SAS. Who promptly used me for target practice. T'is character building they said.

    Last but not least - Isadora! Listening to music at some kinda festival. Probably Glastonbury - Not that it matters. We kept buying drugs - Mostly Viagra. Giggling like children we’d ping these at people! Then run for our lives in slow motion.

    If you happen to know the meaning of dreams - Assuming that is they have any. Please feel free to enlighten me gently. If I’m not a lost cause I may share a few more. If you’re very unlucky they’ll be about You!

    Adam ... x

  • En Passant ...

    Woke up this morning - A glorious day! For the first time in weeks my ribs don't ache.

    Dressed in five minutes. Rather than fifty. My eye though still yellow is not unbecoming.

    Arrived at work - Brewed some coffee. My boss HyperActive appeared from nowhere.

    Hi Malachi! Field my calls! Anything urgent you decide!

    Si Signor - Says I all rebellious. Seething inside at the use of that moniker!

    He said - What? I said - Ho! The minute he’d gone I made a decision.

    It’s time methinks to change my name. A friendly Legal assures me that’s easy.

    To what? Not sure. I’ll give it some thought. Though Septimus Severus springs to mind.

    Changing the subject - En passant - Tonight I’m playing a Tournament.

    Yep! You’ve guessed. We’re talking Chess. A game I play with reckless abandon.

    Plotting and planning and thinking ahead are things I leave to those with brains.

    My approach is purely instinctive. I look. I blink. Then make my move.

    Needless to say I inevitably lose!

    Severus ... x

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