Patch me through, it’s Jesús
Both hands are on the twelve
Patch me through I beg you
Comuníqueme con el distrito principal
Patch me through unspoken
Time to be here’s been and gone
Patch me through regardless
Dank, adrift and sinking fast
Patch me through for God’s sake
Pick up Mary-Jane on your way
Today is our 25th Anniversary.
She made me a wonderful card.
Neither picture fully captures its splendour, sadly. But in the real world and in the daylight …
It was also she who introduced me to Laura Marling.
I did think, briefly, about a poem, but it would be beyond me, I fear, to convey the whole of what I would want to express. And besides, Calliope is nearly as insecure as I am; or is it the other way round?