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Back Soon at Nero’s

‘Purse Eye Woman’ image from Pixabay.com (Creative Commons) Inspired by a perusal of Café Nero’s near-empty cake cabinet. Salted caramel. Back soon. Sicilian lemon-meringue cake. Back soon. Belgian-chocolate fudge cake. Back soon. Belgian-chocolate brownie – warm with cream. A winter treat. Empty purse. Back soon. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, September 2018

Portrait of an Ageing Gentleman in Brown

Inspired by a portrait on display in a Prado Lounge Café Bar. Portrait of ‘Ageing Gentleman’ in Prado Lounge Café Bar  (artist’s name unknown to poet) Tufted up. White-winged scalp taking off. Immortalised. Chest puffed up, brown waist-coated and jacketed. Fingers clutching – perched birds claws, holding on before the shedding of the bulk, theContinue reading “Portrait of an Ageing Gentleman in Brown”

Obesity Britain

(Inspired by an early-morning stroll along Market Hill, in Sudbury, Suffolk). ‘Obesity Britain,’ reads the stand. Obsequious Brits, sucked in, changing pennies for The Daily Mail. A daily struggle – paper fat with stories. Obstipated paper, stuffed full with stories to shame, to stigmatise, to solidify, to pump up, to blow up, to fatten outContinue reading “Obesity Britain”

Portrait of a Redhead in Blue

(Inspired by a portrait on display at ‘Prada Lounge Café Bar, Sudbury.)  Red on white. Orange-red perched on porcelain-white skin. Smooth-ceramic ice. Skin sloping down shoulders to deep blue. Translucent taffeta, wrapped around, hugging, enclosing. Bony elbows made soft. Melted, merged into blue paint. Watery colours, dark oceans, waves enveloping a cold, empty portrait. Head,Continue reading “Portrait of a Redhead in Blue”

Recovery

Messy head. Self-doubts prodding in. Remnants of reason pushing them out. As they persist with prodding. Piercing. Prying and twisting. Distorting. Keep walking. Stop thinking. Keep pacing. Paced? Pause. Pencil. Pad. Coffee. Pit it. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, Sept 2018

Going Viral with H.V. Morton

A Beautiful Redhead Who is Not as Old as Jay Cool! It’s a good day for the gods who, judging by the downpour, appear to be emptying out their Portaloos all over Sudbury. This is a welcome relief for one such as I, Jay Cool, a once-was-ginger book obsessive. In a heatwave, those of usContinue reading “Going Viral with H.V. Morton”

Day 6.2: Fugitive in Telford

Telford. Telford Shopping Centre (1) Tesco at Telford. Telford’s hotspot. The coffee’s okay, I suppose, but all in all, being at Tesco in Telford, is pretty much the same experience as being at Tesco in Colchester, or Tesco in Bury St Edmunds, or Tesco in Ipswich. Okay, so this photo was taken at Tiverton byContinue reading “Day 6.2: Fugitive in Telford”

Chilled in Chilton

Stall. Sigh. Stop. My carriage makes it back – just! With the third sprog now delivered to her safe and snug school, it’s mum time. Time to chill. A Lenovo laptop? Ancestry.com? But, before I’ve even entered my sacred password, I recall that, although child-free, I am still on mum-duty. I have a sprog requestContinue reading “Chilled in Chilton”

Day 6.1: The Quarry Man of Myddle

The Gods are urinating (1) this morning, and the sprogs are engrossed in YouTube. A day indoors at The Red Lion’s Lodge? This isn’t really so bad. The luxury leather sofas are more comfortable, by far, than my cheap and many-year’s old Homebase efforts back in Suffolk. I pick up some reading material, force theContinue reading “Day 6.1: The Quarry Man of Myddle”