Some PG Wodehouse, to distract us from a grey Monday morning: It was one of those still evenings you get in the summer, when you can hear a snail clear its throat a mile away. She looked like a tomato struggling for self-expression. Bicky rocked, like a jelly in a high wind.
Replying to @StevenIsserlis
"After life's fitful fever, Eustace slept well." ~ The Master (from EASY MONEY)
8:52 PM - 20 Nov 2017
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