No voles! I'm afraid the anti-grav plates might have a bad reaction to voles.
Lapsang Souchong? With sugar, no cream, thanks.
Imperial Beach sounds so regal. This isn't where those silly movies of the era were made, is it? Because I'd hate to be caught with The Doctor in a tourist trap.
That'll be milk in the tea,even though you're not having it. And the Breakfast Tea is the next box along.
There is a bit of a vole problem in the TARDIS at the moment, jst try not to close a door on one, and watch the glitter its eve3r so hartd to rub off-- here , let me help you with that...
Ah, beatniks. I did my second dissertation on Allen Ginsberg's "Howl" and its impact on the 27th century beat revival. I think I'm going to enjoy this trip.
So, Andy, have you ever had an urge to hang ten? (Were there ever any Welsh surfers? I'm just curious.)
Yep, There's an ocean on most of the west of Wales which has its devotees as far as surf goes, though the water is a bit cold sometimes. The waves are too fierce a lot of the time though. The idea of poetry intregues me, T.
I dont imagine a dedicated surfer is put off by a little cold.
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix; Angel-headed hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night.
That isn't exactly Welsh epic poetry, mind, but it is great imagery. I've always longed to hear the real thing performed live.
Reminds me of a early Saturday morning in the city centre after the Millenium Cantre has emptied and people realise the pubs have already shut...The machinery of night expresses that gap between wanting fun and being sober...
Cheering up and moving on, have a biscuit with the drink, T?
What did I notice? Particulars! The vision of the great One is myriad
A biscuit would be lovely. I wonder where the Doctor disappeared to. Oh, that must be the TARDIS moving. Is this what it sounds like? It's quite impressive.
After tea, would you give me an Andy's eye view of the old girl? Oh, sorry, TARDIS. I know, it's not old by your standards. But I'm still mostly human. (Entirely, to hear my mother tell it, but I don't know if anyone in my generation is entirely human anymore.)
Lapsang Souchong? With sugar, no cream, thanks.
Imperial Beach sounds so regal. This isn't where those silly movies of the era were made, is it? Because I'd hate to be caught with The Doctor in a tourist trap.
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There is a bit of a vole problem in the TARDIS at the moment, jst try not to close a door on one, and watch the glitter its eve3r so hartd to rub off-- here , let me help you with that...
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That glitter is on your face a bit, T. It sort of suits you in a way... No, may just... that little bit there. Sorry, did I tickle you?
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So, Andy, have you ever had an urge to hang ten? (Were there ever any Welsh surfers? I'm just curious.)
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Well that's settled. Finish your tea and then we're off!
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I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix;
Angel-headed hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection
to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night.
That isn't exactly Welsh epic poetry, mind, but it is great imagery. I've always longed to hear the real thing performed live.
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Cheering up and moving on, have a biscuit with the drink, T?
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What did I notice? Particulars! The
vision of the great One is myriad
A biscuit would be lovely. I wonder where the Doctor disappeared to. Oh, that must be the TARDIS moving. Is this what it sounds like? It's quite impressive.
After tea, would you give me an Andy's eye view of the old girl? Oh, sorry, TARDIS. I know, it's not old by your standards. But I'm still mostly human. (Entirely, to hear my mother tell it, but I don't know if anyone in my generation is entirely human anymore.)
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One grand boulevard with trees
with one grand cafe in sun
with strong black coffee in very small cups.
One not necessarily very beautiful
man or woman who loves you.
One fine day.
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