Grimbeau

Scroodles

Milk & (so much) More mail me:

‘Grimmy, beat the heat with a summery shake!’

Little do they know; out of the mouths of babes and

Sucklings.

Chucklings all round, paroxysms

Epileptic fits

Now,

That’s a bone-fide

Summary shake.

Moodpaint:

wild night, wet, sheltered behind big bare tree,

sort of dawn through the petrified tree stems.

Tremble to sleep.

Waking warmer.

New place warm grey speckled yellow, yes, puce.

An apology of sunbeams.

Thirsty or what!

…rushing brook squabbling to the left: yes, down there.

Crazy notion of a little, silver trout.

No rod. Fashion one then. Can’t be arsed.

Have a splash and scoop and carry on.