I Write This Sitting In The Kitchen

The One Bach Piece I Learnt Made Me Feel I Was Being Repeatedly Hit On The Head With A Teaspoon.

Americans Do Seem To Say Things Which Make The English Notice England.

I Found It Quite Easy To Carry On A Casual Conversation It Was As If My Real Feelings Were Down Fathoms Deep In My Mind And What We Said Was Just A Feathery Surface Spray.

Rose Doesn’t Like The Flat Country, But I Always Did – Flat Country Seems To Give The Sky Such A Chance.

It's Odd How Different A House Feels When One Is Alone In It. It Makes It Easier To Think Rather Private Thoughts.