Wednesday, 14 February 2007
She appears earlier than I expected. She's taken the afternoon off. "Happy Valentine's Day" she says in tone that suggests drowned kittens. She's bought "The essential Leonard Cohen" and a party bag of jelly babies. She disappears off to bed with a hot water bottle. I'm not complaining. I didn't have much planned for the afternoon. A bit of light thinking. But the mood is changed and I can't concentrate. If I was Kate Moss, what would I be doing right now? Don't know. Are sock puppets are charming manifestation of folk art or button eyed freaks coming here to take our jobs and steal our women? Hum. My head feels a bit fizzy. Why spam? No good. All together now "Suzanne takes you down ..."