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.
poetry
A letter of thanks – by way of out of date review and a bad poem.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the first event of this sort which I had been to alone and felt an … Continue reading A letter of thanks – by way of out of date review and a bad poem.
New Perspective Required. Apply within.
I recently attended the Psychedelics for Psychology lecture at the UCL. The evening consisted of talks from some of the new pioneers in Psychedelic research in the field of Psychology. I was attending in a non-student, non-academic, why-are-you-here-actually? capacity which put me initially on edge. It is a long time since my student days, days which were … Continue reading New Perspective Required. Apply within.
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.
Furry Mirror
Furry mirror, Reflection giver, Cocaine splitter and acid tripper. On Purple walls, Like Princes pawz, Mimic Giggs' Chest illustrious, And watch the rising and falling of his hairy baws. Simple zit squeezer, Valuable assistant to tweezers, Disgusted club onlooker at Bacardi breezers or fighting geezers. Or neither. Over table hanger, Of middle class bangers and … Continue reading Furry Mirror
Christmas Abroad
No mash at this bash. No turkey neither. When it comes to sprouts there's nout but there is Christmas fever. Excited and giddy, the Germans act like kiddies, Erecting trees and tinsel warming wine while we wait for old man fritzel. And there's Italians and Swiss who also speak German and me in the corner … Continue reading Christmas Abroad
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