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People I should have met; A clown A poet A philosopher A beautiful bareback rider A dancer Believe me there is a space in your life where I might have been. It didn’t happen because I was holed up for eighteen years, but you will be pleased to hear that last summer we broke through the bedroom wall. The cat smiled - sat in a shaft of light - and the builder, all twenty stone of him, cried. I had planned other escape routes, for one, the finesse of the pen to squeeze through a hole in the sky, but walking through the hole in the wall was easier. Oh – I have forgotten to add to my list ‘An undertaker’, who is preferably willing to work in reverse. I need him to dig me up from six feet under – because this is not my time. |