Sunday Stories: Brother Lustig
Cheeky Lustig
Hard to believe, but as you read this I will be in (likely) sunny Florida. The Symbolic World Forum will have just ended and I’ll be building up to the red eye flight to London Heathrow. From there I will wend my no doubt extremely saddle-sore way to Paddington station and into my beloved West Country.
However, none of this has happened yet. I woke up early, drank coffee, immediately fell asleep again for another two hours. But now, here, with my antique ginger cat Harry looking on I am ready to tell us a Sunday Story.