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Mrs. Monk's Would-be Diary, should have been written by Mrs. Monk, since she is the "Writer" in the family.
However, since she is a writer only in the conceptual sense, I have undertaken to fill these pages on her behalf.
If not by her, these pages will certainly be about her, and other important matters of the day

Leslie Monk, the long suffering.
 

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Fox-trot

13 June 2005.  I have been working on this song for a while. Maybe too long

It started off as a country song and my voice seem to suit that easy style and my first attempt went down well with Mrs Monk. In fact she danced in the living room as she listened with the cans on. A strange and hilarious sight to behold for the un-hearing watcher. Imagine?

Mrs Monk declared my song, “Better than Coldplay”, which says more about Mrs Monks negative opinion of Coldplay’s X&Y, than it does about my Fox-trot.

17 June 2005 Coldplay on Jools Holland. Mrs Monk now prefers Coldplay and despises my song.

24 June 2005 Torrential downpour and Thunderstorm. I made a recording of thunderclaps and rainfall and overdub onto Fox-trot. Glastonbury is flooded, but the show goes on. White Stripes captivate a sea of 70,000 mud-drenched revellers. We watch on TV

25 June 2005 Coldplay average

26 June 2005 Girl on surfboard is elevated above the crowd in front of Brian Wilson Mrs Monks friend Rufus Wainwright is cut out unceremoniously in favour of Primal Scream. Mrs Monk wants to know who is responsible for this. Fox-trot is finished ready or not. Check it out if you will. It is no longer a “country” song.

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25 May 2005    3:44 AM    Leigh On Sea

Fox at Sunrise

Fox-trot

Finding an apple in a puddle in the street

Where the rain has fallen

Dampening the spirit as the vermin

Does a nocturnal fox-trot

Keeping  his distance from the postman in the morning

As he might deliver

Parcels to my door from Ebay

Parcels to my door from Ebay

And my birthday cards  on that special day in December

Far too close to Christmas

It’s Far too close to Christmas

An early postman in these post privatisation days  is like

Finding an apple in a puddle in the street and

Dancing a foxtrot with the Vermin

Where the rain has fallen

Dampening the spirit

Of the early Postman

On a winter morning

Far too close to Christmas

It’s Far too close to Christmas

For the troubled postman

In this post privatisation day in the winter

Dancing the foxtrot in a puddle in the street

Where the rain has fallen

Raising the spirit of the postman

As he shares an apple

In the morning with the vermin