Today from the archive was Paulo Coelho.
https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p00935hn
When I was wandering around on my Clementine with a few Army people plus 3 Bedu,
and a female wine connoisseur and 'free climber from Kings Cross Helen,
We were somewhere over towards Libya we think, it was years ago.
The arse, which I had been gazing intently at for 2 weeks in front of me gave me a book.
The Alchemist by Coelho, there's a bit where he's on a camel hearing only the wind and the Camels' hoofbeats..
That was me then & there, quite synchronus I thought and no drugs involved, unless you count life as a drug.
The Bedu
The Arse
Ps: He choses some wicked tunes for a Brazilian.
His top being Beethoven's Symphony No. 9 in D minor, Op. 125, obviously!
