I Yam, Yam, Yam…

Now, what was it that I was thinking about when I first took to the laptop again? I was thinking about not thinking and the waste of time that would be if I didn’t get my shit together and start thinking again. The problem with the UK is that it does present problems to think... Continue Reading →

He’s Crazy Like A Fool

The day of the lune has arrived and I am waiting with baited breath for my musical greeting. When I open the door of Mr Candy's vehicle, what time-travelling treat will be waiting? I dreamt that it would be Boney M. That Mr Candy is just crazy like a fool. Forget the faux musical cool... Continue Reading →

The Thing About Modern Music

Wednesday was the day for the 'Modern Music' conversation. The previous day, my lift sharer had opened the door to his 53 Peugeot estate. He is very proud of this vehicle and still considers it to be cutting edge. I accidentally knocked a bit of it off as I was getting out of the car... Continue Reading →

Mother of Dragons, What A Lovely Day!

Regardless of the burning. Indifferent to the destruction. Because of the insanity, we wake to greet another morning. And what a spring morn is it, set in its colours of green and gold. Anyway, meantime, and elsewhere, while the fortifications and populace of King's Landing burn, the rest of the world turns. And perhaps the... Continue Reading →

Under Blue Moon and Darko

Donnie has been on the shelf for a few years now and had become lost in lifetimes of past viewing experiences. But when we first saw it, my wife and I were caught up in its complete and utter otherness. One of the questions that was on everybody's lips at the time was, "What does... Continue Reading →

Burnout and Forest Fires

They happen, usually when they are least expected. Perhaps they were designed by the same force that created The Spanish Inquisition; nobody expected that. Sometimes it is the dryness of the world whilst at other times it is man creating destruction as entertainment. The same happens in more and more of us as our bankrupt... Continue Reading →

In The Beginning (perhaps)

I was told that it was up to me to tell the story. I didn’t want to have to do it. Let the dead stay dead, that’s what I was thinking. I have this Scottish Play thing that I learnt at school, if you want to mention the true name of the Scottish play, you’re... Continue Reading →

Survival: Work Death Balance

Lunchtime of a Friday and I am half way through the day. I have managed the possible hurdles of the first two sessions with some professional aplomb; hurrah for me the King of the Swing. In truth, it ought not to be Friday as last night I allowed the sensible me to be swallowed up... Continue Reading →

When it’s gone, it’s gone.

In the midst of life we are in life. We were walking away from a funeral. In those days, they still appeared to be occasions; people didn't go around dying everyday, did they? So there was my father and myself caught up in some post cremation examination of our existential selves. The old man had... Continue Reading →

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