A special hug,
Enough
... a patient heart,
Breathing
They GoT Rhythm
(Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow)
You Love me, though don't yet realise it nor how much: that is the World breathing out.
And so you leave as you must and I wait for the time the World breathes in.
It inevitably will, though which of its next-breaths will give you the oxygen of realisation will only be known when you are returned to my door. I would like that to be its next breath or the one after, but I seriously doubt that will be the case.
I am watching you leave, and already I am waiting as fast as I can.
... and some tears.
Go!
There's a gun, a lonesome train and a busted-up life ... guess that makes this a Blues ...
And sometimes,
most times if you look,
some smiles.
Funky Death
Cyclists get a really rough deal.
Let's Hug A Cyclist
Why cyclists get a really rough deal.
They GoT Rhythm
(Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow)
An affectionate celebration of a truly remarkable TV Work.
... more? Well maybe just one then. Billy OK?
God wouldn't dare!
For a man with a unique grace in his tartan heart.
