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You didn't argue with him
Registrars quailed and more than one
Seasoned sister had fled in tears while
He was loaded, a
Private practice financing
Mansion, country cottage, horses, boat
All the trappings
A pretty if fading wife who'd put up
With a lot.
He was in his prime.
Then that bloody virus hit and he was
King no more
Elective surgery on hold
The normal ...
Friday 15th May 2020 11:44 am
Taking Stock
Lock-down's the best thing that
Ever happened to me.
No more mad commutes or
Pen-pushing, watching the clock
Among people I hate.
Out of the
Mindless hurly-burly with its
Endless fugues of anxiety I'm free
To take stock and
Think about my life
The humdrum marriage
Malevolent in-laws
A defunct love-life
Three ungrateful kids
The money I squandered
A...
Friday 8th May 2020 11:19 am
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