Friday 26th April 2023
He/she may look scruffy but he/she is a casuality of life.
Try not to judge too swiftly
The external.
You never really know the pain
Or suffering
The scruffy suffered or suffer still.
He/she, always stares, beady eyed.
I always stare back.
A connection for sure.
Poor scruffy bob always looks frazzled.
Let's not forget He/she does not need our pity.
He/she is a surviour, a casualtity of life
14th July 2023 Set ablaze the last four logs. Roaring in the pit, On The windy side of the hill, The sky opened and stared to spit. Then it poured, heavily, We had to retreat, Into the warmth and dry,
13th July 2023 After asking the lady in the Kelly’s ice cream shop in the teeming tourist harbour of Charleston, The best place to get good fish and chips, The Skies opened and we hid in walled tunnel
12th July2023 Never spent a night in a luxury tent before. We had always made our own camp. Lugging all the detritus required for nights under the stars. In advance I planned to sexually attack my man