THE  BLACK  TULIPS

26 October 05                              [this week index]

Alexandra

I have ignored my brief garden for too long and need to appease it by stuffing bulbs in its dark parts. The black tulips are waiting in the hall to be planted, next to the amps and the lone high heels. I have two tulip varieties to bury – the near black burst of Queen of the Night (a gift from my father) and the deep purple Negrita (lobbed by a friend over a fence groped by dead ivy). Monty Don recommends white tulips for the coming spring so that’s a worry.

Now. Should writing and singing both fail to keep me in charity shop shoes and cheap wine then I’m thinking I need some kind of back up plan. And the career I’ve hit upon is that of magician. Another unsteady string to my bow you might say but at least I would have a ready supply of doves, a nifty suit and I think Tris would make the most glamorous of assistants.

Reading:

Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep – Philip K. Dick;
Time out of Joint – Philip K. again;
The Taxi Driver’s Daughter – Julia Darling.

Drinking:

baffling Battle mead cider.

Eating:

nut roast and mousse cake with two other tulips. Also Barny’s stir fry, Tris’ poached eggs and a packet of crisps I bought with my very own hands.

Staying:

in a hotel, if only for a night. It was very clean and had tea and coffee making facilities.

 

earlier posts

26 October 05 Jesus. Forced change is a right fucker...
26 October 05 The systematic pilfering of my wardrobe items...
26 October 05 Unfortunate breakage, pure filth and Buffy...
12 October 05 "OI'LL KICK YER COHNT IN", etcetera...
10 October 05 Repopulated by a bunch of unpalatable goths...
5 October 05 I didn't know eyes could bear such sadness...
4 October 05 Nostalgic-optimistic-romantic tragical-comical-...

27 September 05 Peach schnapps/morse code machine...
19 September 05 Extra-head paranoic engine drives fallacy...
14 September 05 Buggery in oil, magician's box, foreign gent...
12 September 05 Soul-sapping image capture, DJ Scotch Egg...
1 September 05 'Rhinoceros', Camber Sands, vain hope...

26 August 05 Valpolicella-quaffing Satanic Barbie, scones...
22 August 05 Fine lines, icy bruises, Chris Isaak, absence...
18 August 05 Bruises of a sick canary hue. And Soft Cell...
14 August 05 Bile, breakdancing, barely controlled rage...
6 August 05 Moss-moist eyes, Roman Holiday and ringing...

27 July 05 Begging, borrowing and stealing. And gowns...
22 July 05 Tris's "You're Generally Indie" quiz result...
21 July 05 Test-Icicles, overeducated rightwing baboon...
20 July 05 Buffalo 66, red shoes and a new frock...
12 July 05 Diversions, hair conditioner, pots of tea and idiots...
1 July 05 Angela Carter, exotic fruits and pink person-stripes...

29 June 05 Dresden Dolls, Tori Amos, enticing flatmate...
28 June 05 Welly welding, ghost trains, vaginas, bitching...
16 June 05 Posh biscuits; the courting potential of the library...
15 June 05 Martin Amis, chicklit and money problems...
8 June 05
Rabies jabs and the History of Western Philosophy...

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