Friday 16 July 2004

Today I booked a taxi, not just to get into Oxford to catch the airport bus, but all the way from Bicester to Heathrow. At the time in the morning I have to leave on Sunday there is no other…

…I’m already concerned when one of my friends disappears. It’s probably something to do with this, and Heather’s retreat from Livejournal but I can’t help but feel sad that we are no longer *mutual friends* in these pages, especially after…

What’s more nevers and sitonmykarma might, just might, be able to help me. Apparently there is an artist living somewhere in Brooklyn, New York who has a dog called Tilly who has been eclipsing his own work. The dog apparently…