Photo: colossal croissants spotted recently in a South Kensington patisserie. These, to me, seemed to match the ridiculous/sublime theme. I’m not sure if the scale is clear - these are around 10 x the size of your average croissant. (Also, how I wish these were vegan!)
Dear Reader,
Thank you for being here. Happy October to you! 🎃
A frivolous literary tidbit today….
I love to tune in to the mutterings of strangers, out of context, and often even in context, one hears some sublime and ridiculous things, mainly ridiculous to be fair. Here's the result of some recent eavesdropping on the streets of London. More street poetry can be found here. For something quite different do check out my work in progress fiction here and some personal essays here. If you’re interested in what I call my animal stuff then you can learn more about my book Roaming Wild, the Founding of Compassion in World Farming here and here. (Buy it here, or better still in your local independent bookstore.)
Ciao!
Love,
Emma x o x o
‘She's feeling self-conscious about going from blonde to brown so we need to encourage her, you’ve got to help people.’
‘He just knows I love being naked on the Heath, he's the best.’
‘Ghastly, ghastly, ghastly woman.’
‘Are you on the jaded side? I am.’
‘How have you literally not even met my mum? No! Never?! Not even FaceTime?’
‘He had a girl, then he was single…now he's gay.’
‘I know she's a fucking meddler but I actually love her.’
‘It just shows how good the right kind of drugs can be! Really!’
‘Yeah, I'm gonna get Chat GPT to write me a poem, yeah, for the funeral.’
‘But really is there anything better than a banana?’ 🍌
‘… they literally don't care about a Chinese spy working in the government.’
‘I had to teach her, like, how to spend money.’
‘I HATE English, I hate it!’
‘You know what I can match that energy honey.’
Boy: ‘I think I might be getting sunburnt…’
Girl: ‘About time.’
"I think I might be getting sunburnt" would make a great first line of a story.