A Scot who has discovered peace in a small town he calls Medville on the Côte Vermeille, C.E. Ayr has spent a large part of his life in the West of Scotland and a large part elsewhere.
His first job was selling programmes at his local football club and he has since tried 73 other career paths, the longest being in IT, with varying degrees of success.
He is somewhat nomadic, fairly irresponsible and, according to his darling daughter, a bit random.
So, nobody’s perfect.
when you are
so am I
Such rich and powerfully expressed images of love’s elemental, healing force.
And the knife – hinted at in the title – delivered in three simple words at the end.
This is great.
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This gave me goosebumps and anyone who doesn’t listen to the recording is really missing out on something wondrous!
I love ‘goosebumps’.
And I don’t hate ‘something wondrous’!
Thank you, Nancy.
when you are
so am I
Such rich and powerfully expressed images of love’s elemental, healing force.
And the knife – hinted at in the title – delivered in three simple words at the end.
This is great.
Thanks, Jenne, a combination of my dreams and Roy’s words!