Helene smiled her wry unsettling smile -
Fine I stammered -
I put in lots of garlic - we had red wine with it -
Ah said Helene, red wine -
She smiled once more -
Whenever I see Helene, I'm reminded of the girls I knew who'd read Gurdjieff -
We spend our lives asleep Beverley had murmured -
Annick would blow smoke into my mouth -
Ah, Bradey she'd whisper - you English -
09.30
Tuesday 10 May 2016
Wareham
Dorset
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