I love steak and chips and onions and sweetcorn and peppercorns and ketchup. Sometimes on the same plate too.
I love the smell of new-fallen rain, after a summer shower has alighted on freshly-cut grass without any dog excrement in it. I love getting PM’s from people I haven’t previously bribed. Although I love bribing people as well, and can grease a palm more spectacularly than the sleaziest entrepreneur in the Casbah. I loved the way my aunts and uncles used to turn up on Boxing Day with the gifts my parents couldn’t afford, and now enjoy explaining basic Marxist-Leninist theory to them.
I love it when winter falls early, and the snow lays deep and I laugh at the northerners laughing at us, while birds in reverberating flocks haunt the sudden onset of whiteness; and after when bright plenteous berries hang in clusters in the air, and seeing dark icy pools in the fountain, whereupon a small and sanguine sun floats mirrored.
I love spinning pebbles across the water like any fool would, but also the dark thundery nights with the wind-shaken chimney and when the room electrifies ahead of the inevitable rumble.
But most of all, I love the small unseen kindnesses that people do, for which they neither expect nor receive reward, and on which this planet turns.
Kicks toy in the b0ll0coks i dont mean to be rude but f00k ff
shut it Ting Tong.
I’m in a loving mood and my lights are down low. I’m wearing my fake Hai Karate and have that glint in my eye. I’ve even got that Oompa Loompa CD ready in case you want to call round………..
(also been booted from rooms so have to type shyte on here)
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