The Cork Board

…and it suddenly became a 3-legged cat drinking coconut milk through a straw…

I was sitting at the end of the bar at the edge of a noisy crowd. An old wooden coat stand stood behind me with a stuffed monkey’s head on top like the fairy on a Christmas tree. One of the gang left and came back suddenly, having forgotten his coat. He rummaged fruitlessly on… Continue reading …and it suddenly became a 3-legged cat drinking coconut milk through a straw…