A dream of parental row.


I was in Araby. I was with my parents. pATER Made some disparagimg remark. He presumed to tell me what to do. i took umbrage at that and decided I was off. i shall not hang around to be subjected to such contumely. I storme dout.

I was going down a lift. I could ehear parents speaking in the next life. There was a grim car park. I avoided them there. They did not see me. i would go to gift. In fact I bumped into dad. he did not apologise as such but shruygged it off and siad he had no oobjection to me going to her instea of staying with them.. Maybe this is because I wish to engingeer scraps with them.


About Calers

Born Belfast 1971. I read history at Edinburgh. I did a Master's at UCL. I have semi-libertarian right wing opinions. I am married with a daughter and a son. I am allergic to cats. I am the falling hope of the not so stern and somewhat bending Tories. I am a legal beagle rather than and eagle. Big up the Commonwealth of Nations.

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