March 1973
If I could dance like Caruso, sing like Picasso or paint like Astaire, I'd be even more unhappy than I already am.
Picture: Javier-Rodriguez
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CONTENTS
- Columns (60)
- Prose poems (24)
- Songs (14)
Welcome
Welcome to 'A Frample', a confused tangle of columns, prose poems and lyrics. It's not so much a blog as an online folder, lying somewhere between a drawer and the bin.
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Johnston Press, Friday, June 26, 2015 Do you get today's newspaper delivered, or did you pick it up from the shop? In the vein of...
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The fortress and the last stand. April 25, 2020 Dear Diary – Day 34 of self flagellation and segregation from humankind and viruskind...
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Survival for a local newspaper, not so long ago, depended on just one factor – credibility. A weekly title provided its own unique challenge...
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February 7, 1997 (Unpublished) Much has been made of the disintegration of family values in recent times. The divorce rate has never ...
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June 16, 2018 On Sunday, July 6, 2014, a black Chrysler PT Cruiser, HY05 VWF, was witnessed lying berthed and becalmed in the Pleric...
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Confused. She's so confused about everything that's going on. Abused. She's been abused since the day she was born. High-viz ...

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