Tuesday, July 28, 2015


July 28, 2015

Mr Gullet, accent on the second syllable, arrived yesterday afternoon and the refinance papers were finally signed. He was a big jolly guy, whose cordiality erased some of the bad feeling. Many signatures on many pages, the one sticking out being the fact that, if I pay the minimum every month on time, I will own this house outright when I am 94. Something to aim for.
  
Writing poems, or at least a poem, based on 11th century mystics of Baghdad.

Pavel writes from LA that Edward the King is again on the schedule.

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