A December Night In The Deep South...Outside It Is 68 Degrees Comments

I am so-oo glad I live in a small rural village in a civilised part of the English countryside! This is so evocative. The mundane nature of the situation, the easy description, images of rain noise and sleeping dogs on a hot wet night - leading to the commonplace horror of the reality...I hope this isn't autobiographical! !

Ah, yes, jail, jail...lovely jail....where you rest, read, write, eat three meals a day, get a college degree, and when you come out...you teach in college...and it is all paid for by ME! Go gettem, Teddy Bear! !

Please don't go getting arrested Ted. We'd miss ya more than you know. t x