Thursday, October 28, 2010

Lovin mama

With grandma

Happy face!

Bub n dad

The family dinner

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

At night I dream of you my love. I dream of you standing up, walking, talking. Such powerful dreams you give me of the future. Because you are the light that leads the way.
It's always fun to indulge in behaviour that pisses off feminists, journalists, humourless mind police.
A change is as good as a holiday. A change and a holiday even better.
Take the personal, make it universal.
Freedom, the only kind I know. The freedom of the street, the crowd, the anonymous swirl of the city.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

One day I'll write the autobio. It'll be called Portrait of a lower-middle class footsoldier.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

They only tug at your heartstrings when they make a noise.