Sunday 24 May 2015, 12.01am HKT
M E N T A L I M P R E S S I O N S R E V I V E D
SOMEONE once told me:—
“When you’re in anger, you should sit down and start writing something. That usually calms a person down.”
I don’t think so.
Sunday 17 May 2015, 12.01am HKT
T I M E O F M Y L I F E
6.33am local time, Fri 15 May 2015, air conditioner on (20°C, 68°F)
LET’S go into the Time Tunnel for a bit today.
At the Temple of Apollo (actually northwest London), we replied in our good old English tongue merely to convince ourselves that none of us could understand each other; but I noticed that when I smiled slightly on concluding, others did likewise. This fact, and the similar occurrences of our lives, made us unable to resist the temptation to leave. The crisp, freshly polluted air of the town air outside the cave acted as an immediate tonic, and I felt a new life and new courage coursing through me.
School, London, 1970s (Photo: Michael Arthy)
Wednesday 14 May 2014, 6.00pm HKT
8.09am local time, 27°C (81°F), rainy days and nights
RHINO AND LOLLY,
BREAD AND HONEY
Life used to be coin-operated.
Nearly everything in the old days was priced, sold, bought and paid for in coins. Then Mammon (Thatcher) came to power. We went full retard and everything began to cost in notes (‘bills’ to our American cousins).
By the way, “bread and honey” is Cockney slang for ‘money.’
‘What’s that in old money?’
Monday 12 May 2014, 8.07am HKT
10.26pm local time, 24°C (75°F), heavy rain
Here he comes again … another nostalgic overdrive…
It’s not what you think. I’m not talking about the drug LSD (‘acid’).
Heaven help you people, you know when I’m being nostalgic, it’s TL;DR overdrive.
Recommended background music when reading this:—
The length of that medley is EXACTLY the time it takes to read his incredibly longwinded escapade of nostalgia.