a camel in distress…

(reluctant to let go of xmas…hanging around behind a bar in waterloo…still wearing a silly hat…starting to experience angst…)




“A camel in distress isn’t a shy creature. It doesn’t hang around in bars, nursing a solitary drink. It doesn’t phone up old friends and sob at them. It doesn’t mope, or write long soulful poems about Life and how dreadful it is when seen from a bedsitter. It doesn’t know what angst is.”
Terry Pratchett, Pyramids



(is anybody going to do something?...anything?...)