O O O O that Shakespeherian Rag -
It's so elegant
So intelligent
'What shall I do now? What shall I do?
I shall rush out as I am, and walk the street
With my hair down, so. What shall we do tomorrow?
What shall we ever do?
The hot water at ten.
And if it rains, a closed car at four.
And we shall play a game of chess,
Pressing lidless eyes and waiting for a knock upon the door,

I love T.S. Eliot. But really, how much of it was Vivienne?. I must read 'Painted Shadow' the highly praised Vivienne Eliot biography. It sits on my shelf beckoning. Behind every great man, there's a greater woman.