Trains, Rains and Autocorrect

Aaaaaargh! Or as Browning says at the beginning of 'Soliloquy of the Spanish Cloister', a poem I have been busy 'echoing' with the help of my i-phone, 'Gr-r-r—there go, my heart's abhorrence!' Thing is, my heart abhors the fact that I haven't posted in over 2 months, my head abhors it too. I have been... Continue Reading →

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