My Diary: Purple Smoke

I went to the seaside,‭ ‬I had the customary bucket over my head.‭ ‬I got very wet walking to the solid rock ships and I dropped in on a friendly white witch to dry out in her vapours.‭ ‬The railway stations were talking among themselves and the train went in and out without being noticed.‭ ‬I tied a polecat to a stick and waited for another.

Purple Smoke

Purple Smoke

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