BARTER : BREAD FOR POETRY
Left for THE PHOENIX & AIDAN CHAPMAN just after 6am.Down Goldcroft to THE ROCK,turn left towards town, thru subway, inner harbour... and walking and jogging, get to KING'S STATUE and THE PHOENIX. Aidan's "shift" started y'day evening (friday), will be finished around 9am, then home to BRIDPORT. i collect the promised organic rye sourdough and make for the sea-front = always on the lookout for a photo opportunity. and the sun has yet to rise into the sky.[had already given Aidan copy of my latest = "THE THOMAS HARDY POEMS" = as my part of barter.this is what i prefer as business practice].
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Great story, espec. the jogging to Kings Statue & bakery part, wch i envy since pulling s/thing yet again in my left knee! ie, half your luck! "Bread for poetry", yep that's really something! Beaut photographs too. The view of the lights has me wondering where precisely youre standing? You have me chasing to my Powys & co shelf; Llewelyn's Somerset & Dorset Essays, p253, from Weymouth in the Three Eights : "In my child's mind the sea front was always separated into two strict divisions. To the right as i came out of the door was all the gaiety of a Vanity Fair, with varnished pleasure boats, entertainment shows, fairy-story goat-carriages, and white flat happy sands good for building castles. To the left was a more sombre expanse where the sea was rough and had to be kept by banks of heavy pebbles from breaking over into Lodmoor, that wild waste of bid-haunted marshland..."
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typo! : 'bird-hunted' not bid-hunted!
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BIRD-HAUNTED not bid-haunted or bird-hunted!!!!!!
HE WHO HUNTED BIRDS IN HIS FATHER'S VLLAGE ?
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