Tuesday 30th October 2012

Only last week we were there. The Gay Mother just rang, v. worried about that little house on Liberty Island. What will have become of it in the storm? Speaks knowingly now of ubër-gay locations: ‘Oh, yes, Reade Street.’

Have those Bultis who gave the party in TriBeCa and whose bench bucked the Gay Mother had ingress of water into their lift? Thank goodness their honed loft conversation is in the loft and only three storeys up. They can walk if no lift.

I do like a merging achieved on Twitter of the Statue of Liberty with the celebrated Marilyn Skirt-Crisis Over Vent moment. It looks very convincing. Liberty must have legs after all.

In another age, the Gay Mother and I tripped out on a steamer to Liberty Island last Wednesday. You get a marvellous view of San Gimignano from the water.  Close too, Miss Liberty strikes terror. She’s so big and thrusting. Once she didn’t do too much for Poor Little Rich Gays but now she does.

Oh, I’ve my New York thoughts to come. As you know, we’ve long pondered America. Anyone with claims to gravitas and the mind’s life ponders America. How do you belong in America? I’ve been rather against, on the whole. Too much uncompromising uplift, no misery, too many bleached teeth and liver-coloured bricks.

Well, you’ll have  to come back and see. Maybe I’ve found another path.

I was astonished to discover that you can ride right in the front of a Subway car, as if you were the driver. The driver in fact is lodged in a tiny box to one side. You can see his frock through a chink. More terror. What if someone were to self-hurl before the screeching, screaming train as it howls at massive speed into a station? You’d see it all and have to have counselling.

In Manhattan you never know what’s going to happen next. It’s all rather made up as it goes along.

The View of San Gimignano from Beyond Liberty Island

Liberty Standing up for Poor Little Rich Gays Here and Throughout the World

Liberty: Could be Impossible if Refurbishing a Penthouse, I’m Sure

Riding in the Front of a Subway Car

Coming into the Station: View from the Front of a Subway Car: I was Returning from Downtown Prada and Topman on Broadway

Vision of Hell: View from the Front of the Subway Car, Riding Back Uptown from Downtown Prada and Topman on Broadway