Since I don’t get out like I’d like, PD is limited for now.
First, if you could hear it, would be the Arctic Monkeys ‘Do I Wanna Know?’ as played over an espresso and recorded on a phone at a table: 115 more words
True, I’m well cheesed off that WordPress decided to annihilate my favourite post that I’ve written out of the who knows, three hundred that have surfaced, but I guess it’s one of those “ 475 more words
P.M. TB: ‘Chocolate brown Roller, you say? And you don’t drive? That’s ‘working class’ street smarts right there’
NG: I’ve only just begun, my Master’ 181 more words