They very well might have been. #DifferentTimes
Good morning Andy.

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First there is a mountain,then there is no mountain, then there is.
Good morning Andy.
Kavanagh I’d say and I haven’t looked.
All AI now. More’ s the pity.
They very well might have been. #DifferentTimes
This was my first exposure (ahem), to Francoise. We used to holiday in Skerries, a fishing village jutting into the Irish Sea, meaning BBC radio could be heard. I blame the BBC and my hormones. I mean, she had a French accent, I’d lead a very sheltered life.
Is that a moustache I can see?
14 is a very crucial age for the adolescent male. Take it from me.
Francoise ‘Ardy. If you heard her first when you were fourteen, as I did, it stays with you.❤️
I was on holiday in Lake Garda a couple of years ago. There was a restaurant/ bar near us, where I’d go for coffee about 10 a.m. Always be a few old boys there, with a vermouth and a newspaper. I so wanted be them.
I feel very judged by that cat.
I couldn’t believe I got there first. Thought he’d be the first person on the list.
Liking the look of that.
Cannot beat a bit of JMJ.
If that doesn’t make you want to stroll down a boulevard, drop in to bar for a glass of red wine, twenty Gauloises and a copy of Le Figaro, I don’t know what will.
I only know him as a name , but I’ll have to have a listen to this. Could do with some funk grooves as the evenings get darker.
I’m a big cumin fan, but also saffron and smoked paprika, gives everything a nice kick.
O whence the leaves
scuttering down Easter Road,
sycamore and rowan
desperate as refugees,
crowding against the wheels of street-side dumpsters…
—Kathleen Jamie, “Autumn”
from THE BONNIEST COMPANIE (Picador, 2015)
#BookWormSat #poem #poetry
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