Monthly Archives: January 2007

going ga-ga

In the eighteenth century thirty-five was deemed to be minimum age for a senator for only then was one mature seasoned, in fact, senior. As I will soon double that age I should in theory be declared a double-senator who … Continue reading

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There’s nothing like a bottle of Madeira

in our house on campus Mark was the sophisticated college guy with a posh English accent living in a tiny room all by itself at the foot of the stairs he was immaculately groomed wore an Ascot smoked a pipe … Continue reading

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