I'm sat here listening to "Nobody Does It Better" by Carly Simon, working on a formula that proves that the quality of the Bond theme is inversely proportional to the quality of the actual movie.
More coffee. Then writing.
Sunday, 11 January 2009
Sunday Morning, Early Dawning
It's early Sunday morning and I can't sleep. The suburbs are quiet and still. I've never seen the full moon shine with such intensity before. It makes a mockery of man's phosphorous glow, the watery lamplight pooling on the frozen street corners.
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Pshaw. Them's fightin' words.
ReplyDeleteI believe my recently posted graph will answer all your questions, Piers :-)
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