Tomorrow's Today

Been sitting up chatting with Simon Armitage, and enjoying some of the fruits of Leslie's cellar. Armitage has to be up early tomorrow morning, because he's appearing on 'Today', to talk about his dramatisation of 'The Odyssey'. So he's gone to bed with 'Ulysses'. Now I see why he wanted to come and say for a few days; as is well known, my early collection 'Phtung' deals with my relationship with my wife Mimsy, and is loosely based on that greatest of myths. He's more than welcome to pick my brains!
I never met Joyce, but Pound was a good friend to my Father, and I visited him several times in Rome. Like my father, he remained an unrepentant fascist, which was always difficult to square with my own views, of course. In fact, on our last meeting, shortly before his death, he hit me with a stick. Talking of death, and punching, I see old Bernie Levin has gone across; Alzheimer's, like Iris. Such a loss. Who can forget the edition of TWTWTW when Mimsy got up and punched Bernie on the nose, just because he called her 'a fat old whore' in the Colony Club one night. She could be very sensitive about things like that, could Mimsy.