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MARCH 3: my answer to Covid-19?...ZT-791! (My
flight number.) I'm washing my hands...of England.
Well, for 84 days, anyway. A pre-arranged trip - I'm
not running away! Posts, of necessity, will be few
and far between (about 6,000km far) for the duration.
Many thanks. Cheers!...
SCRUB THE ABOVE! INVOLUNTARILY
REPATRIATED 2 MONTHS EARLY. BUGGER!!!
(When was I last in England on March 20? -
10 years ago?
Seems I'm going to be a salesperson for a while -
I'm going to sell fisolate)
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Who doesn't like a 3-liner? (Quite a few of you don't, apparently.) Well, I'll have you know that many a critic has said of my work "at least it's in English" - and as for the great Stephen Fry, he once said of me "Vincent who?" Let's just say I supply the litter to the litterati [sic - but only at times] - ie: I write rubbish. But rubbish mostly inspired by the HAIKU, the 17th Century Japanese verse form consisting of 3 lines and 17 (5-7-5) syllables. (WARNING: flash photography and limericks)
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