So, I've failed you already. The intention to cover this parade daily is not easy or interesting. So I've decided to do it as and when I feel compelled, meaning this will likely be the last post in human history as Nuclear war brews in the South China sea. This pleases me as not only … Continue reading General Election – Week 1
Scotland
Porno: Pre T2 (Trainspotting 2) Review
In order to stay ahead of the curve Mr Hummels read the Irvine Welsh's Porno ahead of the T2 (Trainspotting 2) screening. Being a proud Scottish laddie and a good hibby I've previously been a bit reticent to get involved with Irvine Welsh's backcatalogue, ken. I'd had him confused wi that Ian Rankin felly whose … Continue reading Porno: Pre T2 (Trainspotting 2) Review
Shed Stories 2#
The exterior of the shed was bleached white and yet defiantly brown, the roof above it seemed to be white too, though it was certainly black. The shed seemed to be collapsing on itself, slowly folding inwards, each slat loosely stuck to the one above, the door permanently ajar. In front of the shed a … Continue reading Shed Stories 2#
Instructions for the Arts
Tonight is the type of night when I could easily cry, or explode somehow. There seems to be a palpable haze of tension, a type of vague pressure looming. I've been inside most of the day, had an extra cup of coffee than I usually would and have spent the evening in fairly poor company … Continue reading Instructions for the Arts
Brexit on your chin
This is a quick word of warning to my Fellow Scots regarding the recent Brexit vote. It may be of some interest to bystanders who are unaffected (?). I voted Yes and Remain. To the No voters who voted Remain, this is how it feels to have brexit on your chin. Scotland needs to think … Continue reading Brexit on your chin
A glimpse…
So, as the questions grow ever stronger, and the hair grows ever longer, many avid readers are crying for a revelation in regards to the identity of Mr Hummels. This is understandable, however mystery and Mr Hummels go hand in hand. Without anonymity there would be no Mr Hummels. Complete creative discretion is the name … Continue reading A glimpse…
Dat Morningside Dub.
I spent the early afternoon in an area of Edinburgh called Morningside. There, I was lucky enough to come across a passionate a cappella rap battle between two white haired woman in their mid sixties. I managed to record and transcribe the back and forth but have since been hacked and had the recording stolen. … Continue reading Dat Morningside Dub.
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