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Low life

What’s On in South Devon gave me three choices: functioning psychotic preacher, bingo or a poetry evening

I chose poetry — and then the nightmare began

25 April 2015

9:00 AM

25 April 2015

9:00 AM

I’m such a constitutional lightweight lately that I’ve started looking on the website What’s On in South Devon for things to do of an evening that don’t involve total annihilation. What’s On in South Devon is surely one of those ‘shortest book in the world’ contenders. Weeknights it’s mainly the same local musicians playing the same deserted pubs; or some functioning psychotic preaching new-age nonsense in a church hall to folk whose gullibility gives one a rough idea of the infinite; or bingo.

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