'can I go with you? can I follow you today?'

post named by book divination using a a copy of jack kerouac's desolation angels.

horsemouth is back from his babysitting gig. he wandered back up ___ road (past the closed down charity shop and the dudes assembling stalls for the market), down his street (past the dogfox sunning itself) and in the front door.  it went well (he thinks). 

there was a brief visit to wells street common to play on the swings. siobhan cycled past. she stopped and chatted for a bit (they jointly lamented their plan to go see lankum together that died in the first wave of lock down). then there was a pizza. then there was a  delivery. (anything to stave off the dreaded moment of cartoons). 

horsemouth wondered why he couldn't hear the roar of the football match (it is because it is tonight instead), he feigns indifference (he normally claims to be welsh (but the evidence is against him)). 

outside it is a beautiful morning. the extension next door is progressing. the builders have got the steel frame in to support the flat above and a lot of the back wall. they have got the second piece of steel  in for the lintel of the back door. the owners are living round the corner somewhere while the builders do the work (though fair play the dude did dig the back garden down to the required depth over the first lockdown, shovelling and bagging several tons of earth). 

'and now, after the experience on top of the mountain where I was alone for two months without being questioned or looked at by a single human being I began a complete turn around in my feelings about life...'  - jack kerouac, desolation angels book two, passing through. 

how much will coronavirus and the lockdowns have changed people? horsemouth does not know. 

horsemouth may have agreed to work (like actual paid work) for the end of the month. time will tell if it will come together.  he also has a cat-sitting gig for the end of the month (that might complicate things). 

next weekend. possibly some music with howard. until then horsemouth will be lying low trying not to catch the delta variant and  get sick and perhaps die. 

outside it is a beautiful morning.