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Little Hairy-Harry: 25. Seeing one’s mate again
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Monday, 6 December 2010. 25 Seeing one’s mate again. 8216;So, silly nitwit, matey-mate. Whazzup? Little Hairy-Harry started with astonishment. He knew that voice, that wicked sense of humour. It was. ‘Yaya! He threw himself into the arms of his mate, his very shiny friend, at least, as best he could given the circumstances. 8216;Oh, I’m so depressed. I’m weary of abso-bloody-everything. How I’ve missed you, my mate. If you only knew how much I’ve missed you! I can’t believe my schnozz.’. 25 Seeing one...
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Little Hairy-Harry: November 2010
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Tuesday, 30 November 2010. 23 Discovering a whatsit. Again it was morning. A lonely morning. The kind of morning in which one wonders what will happen next. Little Hairy-Harry took out his little pocket mirror and examined his reflection. A hair. A teeny-tiny, wispy, puny hair had sprouted on his chin. Impossible! I can’t grow hairs. I. His skin was also covered with little black thingies. His complexion, formerly so perfect, so smooth, was now lacking in sheen, utterly void of radiance. Well, frankly, t...
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Little Hairy-Harry: 27. Meeting Hollywood
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Sunday, 12 December 2010. Little Hairy-Harry leapt within his hideout, turning in the direction of the voice. 8216;Who are you? 8216;Yaya, who is this? 8216;Nitwit, meet my mate, Hollywood Billy, straight from the US of A, passing through and totally cool. You’ll see.’. 8216;What is that you have around your waist, Mr Billy? I’m quite unfamiliar with it.’. Hollywood Billy looked at him gob-smacked, wide-eyed. 8216;Yo buddy, are you kiddin’ me? My tricks work smooth with the guuurrls! 28 Falling for Stella.
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Little Hairy-Harry: 24. Fretting
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Friday, 3 December 2010. And of potato crisps. 8216;Ah, a beer would wash down well.’. But no, no, and no. Little Hairy-Harry was well-bred and well-mannered and that should be the end of that. Except that… his personal hygiene left a lot to be desired. 8216;I don’t give a damn. Nobody knows me. Nobody can see me in my hideout. I’m all alone, minding my bloody fucking business, and nobody is going to bugger around with me.’. 8216;I. Stink.’. 8216;Yup. Fwoah. I. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Little Hairy-Harry: September 2010
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Tuesday, 28 September 2010. 2 The matter of being. Life was no breeze for poor Little Hairy-Harry. From his very earliest moments of living and breathing, he was forced to consider in sang froid the sticky circumstances in which he found himself. Saturday, 25 September 2010. 1 Coming into the world. Given his name, it would not be unfair to accuse his parents of a certain lack of originality, not to mention outright callousness. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Follow this blog with bloglovin.
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Little Hairy-Harry: 26. Going into puberty
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Thursday, 9 December 2010. 26 Going into puberty. After his shower, steaming with the fragrance of verbena, Little Hairy-Harry noticed that, hell’s teeth, but he felt a whole lot better! 8216;You see, Yaya, I needed you. I needed to talk to you, to explain things. There have been changes in my life and I’m feeling lost.’. A little tear tricked down his squeaky-clean cheek. This time, leaving no trace behind it. 8216;Poor little ding-a-ling! Don’t leave me, never ever again! Follow this blog with bloglovin.
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Little Hairy-Harry: December 2010
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Tuesday, 21 December 2010. 29 Listening to American stories. Hollywood Billy’s stories, like Yaya’s, were riveting. He had been through incredible adventures, done weird stuff and above all he had kept it all in his little camera for his best friends to see. Little-Hairy-Harry was witnessing a whole new world made of sparkles, flashes and cameras, and butts. So many butts! This was no true calling. Star hair in Butt-Land? Hollywood Billy was lying on the ground, digesting the huge dinner Yaya had provide...
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Little Hairy-Harry: October 2010
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Sunday, 31 October 2010. 13 Feeling off colour. For some time now, Little Hairy-Harry had been feeling ill at ease. Every time a missile was fired, his immediate proximity became covered with a slimy substance that was most offensive to his sensitive nostrils. Being delicate and refined and fully occupied with the quest for the perfect trench coat for his future career, he felt sullied, both inside and out. Things simply could not carry on like this. 8216;I will survive! Thursday, 28 October 2010. All of...
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Little Hairy-Harry: 23. Discovering a whatsit
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Tuesday, 30 November 2010. 23 Discovering a whatsit. Again it was morning. A lonely morning. The kind of morning in which one wonders what will happen next. Little Hairy-Harry took out his little pocket mirror and examined his reflection. A hair. A teeny-tiny, wispy, puny hair had sprouted on his chin. Impossible! I can’t grow hairs. I. His skin was also covered with little black thingies. His complexion, formerly so perfect, so smooth, was now lacking in sheen, utterly void of radiance.
