Monthly Archives: July 2006

Last month I felt old and depressed. Like a dent in a rusted-out Ford. It could have been the rain – carrying an umbrella puts me in a bad mood. All that delay – what didn’t I put off in June? Could have been. But wasn’t. It was me. Just me. Full of excuses, wasted

Funny thing. The British don’t really celebrate the 4th. This year, neither do I. The