After a long day's work preparing for going away on holiday for a week:
blurry eyes hands shake
too many spreadsheets I cry
how I hate Excel
On seeing Our Boys by Jonathan Lewis at the Duchess Theatre tonight:
you stood so proudly
awestruck I watched from row D
neville longbottom
Tomorrow morning my parents arrive in London for a visit:
dad writes me daily
tea, scones and jolly good show
the day approaches
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