I don’t think you properly met Charles. Charles is a raven. Charles is a beautiful, sleek, very smart raven. Sure, his outlook on life is not… shall we say, as bright as anyone could wish, and sure, he talks a lot of the downfall of society, civilisation being on the brink of chaos or something […]
Month: December 2019
6 – Muffin gives up
A week passed. No news of Muffin. I sent her a few tentative texts asking if she wanted to join me at another Essentrics or TRX class, and she answered with less and less convincing excuses. By Thursday, she was telling me she couldn’t because she had an appointment to the hairdresser – and yes, […]
5 – Badminton with the guys
I’ve never played badminton with the guys myself. By “the guys”, I mean mostly Charles and the Tyrex, and sometimes Maurice and others. By “badminton”, I mean the thing where you hit the white flying thingummy (you know, with the funny name) with the roundish sieve with a long slim stick, running around in the […]