Wednesday, 1 January 2014

twentyurth morning notes

still up and the year only one hour old. War zone like scenes at midnight, with all the bangs and whistles rockets and smoke, bengali flames men in suits young girls in short skirts and police posing for the camera. Police cars aflame with blue lights flashing on their way through the clouds of firework smoke. 
Sylvester.
After Wagners pilgrims song from Tannhaeuser organ played by Volker Gloßner in the version for organ by Franz Liszt. In the protestant church. End of last year.

Up at eight, feedcat, see son watching tv on a computer.
Lousy start to the year.
One flu oxy the unwholesome rest.
Sleep awhile and it will all go away.
Up again at nine, son sleep soundly.

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