Nemesis

Gold rings and dirty nails

Photo by Josh Wilburne on Unsplash

I’m standing on the platform, waiting for the District Line train which will take me across to see Father Paul. The indicator board tells me that I have three minutes to wait.

Milonga Sentimental is playing cheerily in my head. I’m looking forward to seeing Father Paul again. I’ll enjoy indulging in some more intellectual showing off, unveiling a few more of the interests which…