The Chasing Iamb

It's been a strange work week. One of the few highlights was having

here for a few days. I just saw her off, a small person in a jaunty red shirt flying along in a rickshaw. I also now have earrings from Venice, shaped like carnival masks and nowhere to wear it to. What a pity to leave birthday loot lying around. All day I wished I could drive, owned a car, drank beer because then I would be halfway to Kumaon by now.

One of the reasons for the strangeness of this work week eventually began to amuse me but it was too late by then. Life is roaring past and its already time for the next story. I think I will go now and finish watching Clive Owen save the world. He better.