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58                      AN EXILE OF THE MIND                                                                   STANDING IN FOR THE BEATLES                       59
















          Outside a Marae near Tauranga.















          Jane attracted all the mosquitoes.   The memorable Harry at Jane’s 21st.                                   The storage box made a great coffin table.



          Jane  sometimes  nodded  off  at  the  ed nearby. The banging and sawing                    given by  the  newspaper,  I studied  named  due  to  his tenuous  kinship
          rear of the scooter and drooped  drew attention from its inmates. A                         for the Preliminary Fine Art Exams  with  the  nobility. The landlady
          dangerously close to the asphalt. A  constant reminder of life’s  imper-                    at the High School. And passed by  stared glassy eyed by the front door
          slight jiggle of the scooter propped  manency  to greet their day as they                   a whisker to  enter  the  hallowed  in disbelief.
          her perpendicular again as we sped  peeked through twitching curtains.                      halls of Ilam School of Fine Arts at    Months  were  spent  in  class
          towards new landscapes, braving         A delegate was sent over to take                    Canterbury University.               sketching plaster casts of a nose, an
          hordes of malicious mosquitoes, flash  a closer peek and looked dubious                        Carefully  wrapped  in  brown  ear and sometimes a foot, courtesy
          flooding and gravel roads. We drove  when told I was making a funerary                      paper in a futile effort to conceal its  of  Michelangelo’s  statue  of  David.
          through a frozen panorama of sparse  box for later occupancy and would                      shape, the coffin arrived at the depot.  This dreary curriculum unchanged
          tussock vegetation and snow grass on  he like to try it for size. He stormed                A group  of  workmen, solemn  with  since  the  nineteenth  century.  The
          the  Desert Road near Lake Taupo,  off threatening to call the police.                      caps  in  hand,  offered  condolences  monotony was usually broken by the
          lightly dressed in our summer gear.     This full-sized  casket  was really                 as  it  was  hoisted  onto  the back of  antics of Dick Frizzell and his kohl-
            Months later a pine coffin slowly  designed  to carry my books and                        a rented ute. To be delivered at the  eyed,  black stockinged  girlfriend,
          took shape in my front yard across  other  possessions  to  the  south.  A                  front  door  of  my  flat  and  dragged  a Goth  girl  before  her  time.  A fair
          the road from the cemetery and the  tentative  step  on a journey into                      upstairs  with the  help  of  ‘Right  budding actress in my class, Cecily
          old folks’ home conveniently situat-  academia.  With  time  off,  kindly                   Honourable’,  my  new  flatmate.  So  Polson, shy and demure under dark
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