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Laughing Lhursday* – The Atomic Theory
In case you wish to read the words: The Englisch text you find here, at the blog of my friend Jams who today would have become 55; the translation into German here.
Like five years ago, I do like thinking of my friend Jams having a pint of plain tonight with Flann O'Brien [and perhaps a second with Father Jack whilst Ted (not Father Ted, obviously) is reciting an episode of The Master and Margarita; discussing with Sergeant Pluck the advantages and disadvantages of becoming a bicycle, whilst feeding Mimi with cheese; taking phantastic photos while strolling around in his new surroundings without feeling any pain in his knees, let alone longing for Garra rufa to nibble skin off his feet; organising a weekly poetry contest the winner of which will be rewarded with a bicycle-esque looking William Topaz McGonagall-statue and ... ah ... oh well ... enjoying his new alltemporaries with what he uses to call drivel, and now and then sending love to his not-wife Shirl, a smile to his Mum and Dad, a twinkle of his eyes to Tim, Li, Elahe and amongst others ... well ... to you and to me.
* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title?
Nah.
It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.
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Saturday, March 24, 2018
Friday, March 23, 2018
Dear Jams!
Sometimes... sometimes it still does seem not real.
Sometimes I am longing to joke with you, to swear with you...
ach! I miss you, my friend!
Yesterday, was the fifth anniversary.
And I am sitting here, writing this, and my eyes are filling themselves with tears.
Sláinte, Jams!
Sometimes I am longing to joke with you, to swear with you...
ach! I miss you, my friend!
Yesterday, was the fifth anniversary.
And I am sitting here, writing this, and my eyes are filling themselves with tears.
Sláinte, Jams!
Wednesday, March 21, 2018
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