Never Too Late!

Never Too Late!
any resemblance to anyone real or imaginary is mere bad luck
we are all lying in the gutter, but some of us are trying to get up


The other Mike H

Irish Mike, that is. Saw him today on Holloway Road after a long, long disappearance. He had a tooth missing (don't know if it was before?) and he told me he taking a lot of drugs. There was a woman tugging on his arm saying "We've really got to get there on time, I have an appointment" so we couldn't talk long. I can't say he looked well, but he did look alive.