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Wednesday, April 29, 2009. Me mum was a broken violin. Me mum was a broken violin. My mother was a pianist but above all a broken violinist. She kept it, after she died, shuddered away. Today a duck,lacking a drake, sought to reclaim her seven children. Her wail of distress was like the snapping of seventy times seven viola da gambas upon a charnel-house killing tile-free floor. Gutters to cache each drop.

Experience the world with eyes open, heart racing, mind sharp. Sometimes a crayfish is just an overgrown seafaring cockroach. Since the well-known outdoor beach restaurant, Muisbosskerm, which I really.

Newly Sober, dealing with life and having fun. Tuesday, 11 August 2015. I found a travel notebook in which I had recorded my thoughts and feelings when I first gave up drinking alcohol. I include it here to serve as a reminder to us all about how difficult the early days were and to reassure newbies that they are not alone with their jumbled thoughts. I want to, yet I don.