The following titles were considered; The Old man's gone, We're on our own again, It's raining today, Fallen Hero of the War, The Sun ain't gonna shine anymore, My Ship has sailed, They Called Him Scottie. etc. But they would have been terrible, wouldn't they? I'm truly saddened to hear of the death of Scott … Continue reading Cliches about Scott Walker
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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)
Ten Tips for Tube Travel!
Walking slower than everyone else during rush hour - watch the people envelope you like a school of fish and a shark. Walk against the direction of the train as you alight - look everyone in the eye. Peer deep into their souls. Loiter when alighting, there is every chance you will be left alone … Continue reading Ten Tips for Tube Travel!
Lunch Against Trump
The political sentiments of Mr Hummels are well known. Mr Hummels appears on hit lists the alt-right world over, but, I hear you ask, what political demonstrations has he personally lent his significant muscular weight to? The following should act as an answer to that question. It seems like a ages ago now, possibly due to … Continue reading Lunch Against Trump
World Cup 2018 – Third Place Play-off
A great weight was lifted on Wednesday evening. The personal consequences of the game were large - I no longer have to fear being in England while they win the Coca Cola. The national implications could be greater - will the mediocre placing of 4th temper the rise of nationalism? Could losing to a minnow … Continue reading World Cup 2018 – Third Place Play-off
The Salon
This is a true story. Tenses may have been jumbled in an effort to maintain the corporeal sense of time which one feels when attending an appointment. Moreover, I've not got the energy to edit it too much at this stage. The following takes place a quick walk from Baker Street, past the famous … Continue reading The Salon
Virgin Express to hell: Brexiteers, Privateers and Pirates form an orderly queue
I travelled, rather am travelling from London, north, to Edinburgh today on the hottest day of the year. Temperature reading from fellow passengers have topped 47 degrees. We are stopping in York shortly where the train will be hand painted with a Virgin active logo, this is now Richard Bransons flagship free moving sauna. Mr … Continue reading Virgin Express to hell: Brexiteers, Privateers and Pirates form an orderly queue
Boiling Point
I've been sitting here for around five minutes contemplating what exactly to write. I know what I would like to say, but not how to say it. I've just read some short stories by a good friend of mine which are excellent, the type of excellent which act like a frag grenade and stun any … Continue reading Boiling Point
London: A view to a snow
I've just woken up in some kind of dream world. It has taken me decades, my lifetime, to do but I've woken in my ideal situation. Allow me to explain. I'm sat in my bed, perfectly placed away from the towering wall, enjoying a slow breakfast. The bed, as does the whole flat, overlooks Regents … Continue reading London: A view to a snow
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
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