The Replies Book

Sharing stuff on the side of the park.

Nothing untoward, I assure you.

Just games, perfect espresso coffee, excellent spontaneous music and clean sheets.

Doubling up on card games, coin toss and floating paper boats in the pond.

Serious banking!

Permanent link to this post

Just a moment.

Let the temperature rise and the boats dock.

Flatten the paper pages, smooth the creases and boil an artificial egg.

Eyes of ocean-widee promise and lips that add to the grin like a simple maths teacher adds one and three.

Deep water or short-fuse pond, we are hunting gently.

Permanent link to this post

I received a shouting, ranting email, pushing the merits of a recipe using sweet corn.

The first step was to slice the corn kernels into very thin slithers. Crazy!

But the promised benefits, after boiling slowly in a mixture of carrot juice and apple cider vinegar, were supposed to include the sudden arrival of great wealth, the disappearance of any skin blemishes, the loss of exactly 3.5 pounds weight (whatever your original weight) and membership in an obscure club the members of which worship kitchen aprons.

I have no plans to try this at home. Unless I run out of eggs of course.

Permanent link to this post

I got your note, and I only want chocolate that is at least 85% cocoa.

This need for purity, perhaps strength, and certainly the Real Thing is catching.

It’s a wave rolling bigger and stronger towards everyone’s future.

I throw away the old mints, sheets, socks, toothpaste and window cleaner to replace it with “Mr. Real” and “Ms. True” products.

Now, the next thing is finding all the pure, real and human-sounding sales representatives to help me when I need “support” (customer support)!

Permanent link to this post

Melody and wafting clouds across Geneva.

I knew the way to the Picasso exhibition. My ballroom-sized living hall occupied most of the 8th floor apartment at Chateau San Sein, Rue de Vendome, Geneva 3.

I hosted several displays of famous artists, discreetly and with great security.

The plan was to secure a joint Dali and Lichtenstein show in the height of summer.

Meanwhile, the fountain sprayed reassuringly onto the lake.

Permanent link to this post