colin_cotterill – blackandwhiteandcolours

Come in and look

He decided he could really use a drink

He’d planned this all along

This is who I think it is, isn’t it?

You’ve been holding something back, haven’t you?

Will you stop talking about my damned legs

You’ve had a dream

There were signs of improvement

And whose ghost might I be hunting?

You seem confident I’ll agree to all this

I can be alert and stoned. I’m adaptable

Buffalo dung never lands twice on the same mushroom

The rocks move all the time

There was a massive silence

He turned around and a shudder ran along his spine

And with no invitation, she launched into a poem

I’d sooner run head first into a bramble bush

How on earth can you be this jolly?

You do realize you’ve screwed up the carburettor assembly?

What happened to love and harmony, man?