- Grandma: what kind of virgin did you want?
- Grandma: they have different kinds.
someone has referred to p and myself in the collective feminine, as in “ladies” or, just now, “young girls.” given that p is a man in his late thirties, i really have no idea.
dated easter 1965 (aged 62)
On Maundy Thursday appeared a notice in the paper under the heading ‘Death of former unionist MP’. I did not recognize this as Phil Dunne until Christopher Sykes told me on Saturday. He was my age. I last saw him just before Christmas, elegant, gay, and I thought how little he had aged compared with myself. He was completely selfish without an element of conceit or self-assertion, debonair, never boring, never morose; a finely controlled temptation to malice; chivalrous, with a sense of private hounour uncommon nowadays. Though I saw him seldom in late years, a deeply valued friend whom i shall miss bitterly.
evelyn died after easter mass, 1 year later.
his first blog entry is here.
i prefer the emails.
Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can’t Avoid
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last night was one of those, but the thing about waking someone else up is, it doesn’t make you feel any less lonely. it just means you’ve ruined another person’s night as well.