Early Works - Before The Summer Hols

Here we have our last meeting before the summer hols, before we tramp along the beach bouncing little balls. We will scatter like the four winds to our favourite stomping grounds, some to glass pyramids overlooking sandy seas, others to where four walls surround. But for some the measure of writing will follow their retreat, they will lock themselves away from the hustle of passing feet. For Cliff the space ways and the erotic future hoards. For Jim the satirical life and magical mystery tour, it boards. As for Eileen, she’ll just rest instead with instant agents buzzing around her head. Alas, there is me with my ten words an hour, the unlucky one who gets wet after the shower. Have a nice break one and all and see you in September after the summer hols. Date unknown. (It was late 1970s or early 1980s)