Friday, April 06, 2007

I enjoyed this extract from the Further Misadventures of Bawdy Doctor S. Graham, written by a Facebook friend...
MARCH 8
I have fallen madly in love with Bess. In the morning, I write fifteen songs, twelve sonnets, four highly-satirical comedy sketches and a novella about her. All of these I immediately burn in a fit of pique. O! She is an angel. But will our love last? Can she tolerate my whims and occasional bouts of madness?

MARCH 9
Bess has left me. She was unable to tolerate my whims and occasional bouts of madness. I am devastated. I throw myself into my work and soon forget about her. In fact, when she rings at three o'clock, I cannot remember who she is. I think she might be someone from the gas board and I swear at her in a rage. Afterwards, there are tears.

It made me laugh, anyway...

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