Buckle up for my most rangey piece yet!Trigger warning - casual references to suicide and anal sex are made. Not together.I make it back before the rain starts. The streetlights come on before it gets dark. The flat is as I left it, in the early stages of abandonment. The early stages of reclaim, the … Continue reading Rasberry Ripple
Poem
Flitting (In Summer)
The first sit at a new seat. Looking out at a new old street. Sweet golden bark and roots. Spilling out on broken pavement My heart beats. Some nostalgic music and fresh air blue sky and green leaves White paint and dirty brickwork. atomic mess - I cannot describe the presence of time. The bursting … Continue reading Flitting (In Summer)
The day Darren streaked.
It might not impress you as it did me. The day he ran out in front of the team. He was fat and hairy and everyone was there. Darren was naked, but he didn't care. An annual event, to which we'd all gather, and watch as the teams bathed in mud and chased bladder. He … Continue reading The day Darren streaked.
Brexit
Brexit is control, yet is nothing to do with me, Brexit is the voice of the people, Brexit is Bobby Davro falling in the stocks, Brexit is unified by Brexit, Ireland was unified by Brexit, 🇮🇪 Brexit is independent of politics, Scotland is independent through Brexit, 🏴 Brexit isn't about the party, Brexit is about the counrty, … Continue reading Brexit
A letter of thanks – by way of out of date review and a bad poem.
I wrote a long diatribe, a review, before Mr Hummels came into being, about Frightened Rabbit. The review which I wrote focused on the intense brilliance of Frightened Rabbit - in the intimate setting of Princess St HMV. It was the first event of this sort which I had been to alone and felt an … Continue reading A letter of thanks – by way of out of date review and a bad poem.
Tube Strikes
The London I've experienced since after Christmas has heartened and endeared me to the city unexpectedly, as the dust, and possibly snow, settles over the festive period - London has been unified. Rarely does it happen that a metropolis can be united together with a single thought. Yet truly these Tube strikes clearly irked an … Continue reading Tube Strikes
Death
(Ed- Before you begin, this is not a particularly cheery entry. Nor is it funny, or informative. It is also probably too personal so if I were you I wouldn't bother. You have been warned.) The tragic suicide of a member of my class in school has had me pondering death recently. It was something … Continue reading Death
Political Cycle Setting 2 – Extra dirty, Double stains. Broken Machine.
I just had the pleasure, or rather the heady mix of pleasure and pain, at watching "Grannies Guide to the Modern World". A program on Channel 4, which rehashes various internet sensations into a real TV program featuring chumly old Bernard Manning. It was delightfully funny, perhaps mainly as I watched it with my Dad … Continue reading Political Cycle Setting 2 – Extra dirty, Double stains. Broken Machine.
Ramifications of a failing memory
Initially, as I sat down to write this, I was aiming to examine the Sports Direct mug. However, a quick Google search revealed that this idea may be plagiarized. Which in turn made me wonder if I had read this and forgotten, or if my mind is slowly turning to soup. The points I wanted … Continue reading Ramifications of a failing memory
Trump, Fear and Loathing on the Campaign Trail ’16.
Anger seeping, holes picked and glaring, teeth barred, spittle, with eyes staring. Chest out, Exposed claws and horns blaring, Blood spills, heart beats cease with flesh tearing. Raised voices, and lack of caring, Emotions high and facts hold no bearing. That was the mood, as Wall building, overbearing Wig began declaring that we need to … Continue reading Trump, Fear and Loathing on the Campaign Trail ’16.
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