FAGGOTS

I had faggots for lunch yesterday.  Two round, dark brown balls appeared from the pub’s kitchen, nestled in a soft bed of mashed potatoes.  No, don’t be vile.  Not testes,…

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BLISS

Lunch today in our garden with my darling, under an arbor of fragrant, pink tea roses; a white platter on the glass table before us, piled with coral smoked salmon…

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