Closing in on 2025. Isnt' today Halloween. I get confused sometimes. In the UK Halloween seems to stretch right the way through November. Drunken vampires, werewolves and zombies stagger across the streets outside my flat in search of the next pint of inroxication and solace,
Florence Clementine' One Mile Upstream have provided inroxication and solace for me in the early hours of this morning. As I prepare for the fitness centre and my online ten o'clock lesson with Dussledorf business students.
Florence is a poetic charmer. Wife of Benjamin and trading in similar artistic conceits, She uses every inch of her stage for half an hour. Prowlng the boards and shapeshifting projecting to the gods. Excellent stuff. Here comes November,
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