Time Takes The Ugliness And Horror Out

And At Last Father Flung The Rug Off As If It Were Hampering Him And Strode Over To The Table Saying, 'cocoa, Cocoa!'-- It Might Have Been The Most Magnificent Drink In The World; Which, Personally, I Think It Is.

...with Stories Even A Page Can Take Me Hours, But The Truth Seems To Flow Out As Fast As I Can Get It Down.

I Was Wandering Around As Usual, In My Unpleasantly Populated Sub-conscious.

I'm Convinced England's Overflowing With Eccentric People, Places, Happenings. Indeed, You Might Say Eccentricity's Normal In England.

...surely I Could Give Him--a Sort Of Contentment... That Isn't Enough To Give. Not For The Giver.