The Partridge Family I think I love you But what am I so afraid of? Cancer. Drunk drivers. Faces at the window. Child abductors. Prison. Public speaking. Rectal bleeding. All the usual stuff.
Surprise Cancer too is a prize You don’t have to queue at the newsagent’s to buy a ticket They slip it in with the teddy bear, the beatrix potter china setting, the first photograph album, unnoticed. The final draw may be foreshadowed in the missed stitch in the booties grandma made put aside, only used […]