so. what?
i went to Village East in bermondsey with ed a few weeks ago and we had an accidentally expensive meal. i watched this man who was dining alone on the table next to us. he had a glass of white, a glass of red and a chocolate brownie in that order. i thought to myself, that's the kind of thing people do before they go home and take an overdose.
Bertie's Beds and Carpets is a new discovery in Camberwell. why not? i mean, lots of people have carpets in their bedrooms (not me).
a man who sat next to me on the bus the other day asked if we could swap places. i said ok then when we swapped he accidentally sat on my headphones. 'Oh, sausages', he said when i pointed this out.
2. wet oxford street watery and reflecting the sky.
on the train to somewhere i watched a man eat a packet of coconut macaroons whilst the woman across the aisle who was wearing a hat and had a painted face drank two cans of k cider and fell asleep. no-one woke her up when the train got to the terminus.
and i the other day i was waiting for my friend and had a coffee on the fifth floor of a bookshop. i could see across london. i put a spoonful of sugar in and watched it sink through the froth.
this is really beautiful. thankyou for writing. it is like lifting a pebble and finding a tiny hermit crab underneath.
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