I can hear music, comfort and advice.

1. Walking home from a party as the sun comes up, I hear chill-out music coming from an open-windowed flat in the High Street. I sit on the kerb for a moment listening.

2. I have a hangover. James brings grapes and a Katie Melua CD.

3. PaulV loving me enough to tell me off when I've been bad.

Comments

  1. I'm too ashamed to talk about it. There was drink involved.

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  2. just so long as you were only bad and not evil !

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