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Thanks, Andrew, Doug, Patrick. Still a man hears what he wants to hear, Patrick. Dylan may have covered it but it's Simon and Garfunkel's song. Li the lie bits were meant to be filled in afterwards when the song was being drafted apparently but never got round to it and now that's an essential part of the whimsy and drift. Bill On Thu, 28 Dec 2017 at 3:01 AM, Patrick McManus < [log in to unmask]> wrote: > thanks Bill yes those jags of memories -stands a boxer is that ref to > Bob Dylan and Ly the ly -to Lilly the Pink? > > > On 26/12/2017 23:00, Bill Wootton wrote: > > How come some > > memories jag > > fully formed, > > others skedaddle > > hardly registering? > > > > Nought to do > > with 'importance'. > > A white polyester shirt, > > small collars, > > rasped my school skin > > > > but looked cool, > > basking under a v-neck. > > At a friend's place, > > above his mother's shop, > > wagging school, > > > > Ross, cross-legged > > on bare floorboards, > > playing for me > > Roger Waters, > > Noises from the Body. > > > > Sitting stiffly, > > wagging Modern History, > > with ample Dianne, > > on a floral lounge chair, > > watching soap. > > > > Picking what I now know > > to be cotoneaster berries, > > Bob piffing them at me, > > sprung with a red > > handful. > > > > Mr Taylor unable > > to find it in himself > > to condemn, > > shaking his head. > > 'You're a layabout, Morter.' > > > > Years of tests, > > assemblies, instructions, > > yellow bus trips, > > hitched rides, > > all forgotten. > > > > In the clearing, > > snippet caught > > on Spanish bus radio, > > stands a boxer. > > Ly the ly ... > > > > and I'm back > > in the bazaar, > > with Daphne now, > > the notes drifting > > out through flywire > > > > on the window > > of her brother's bungalow. > > Dimly the street name > > even comes, > > Landsdowne. > > > > bw >