Do you have a Mushy Middle?

I am hoping that the answer to that is no. However, in the last few years I have discovered (along with the rise of the right) there is a less strident and more sloth-like  movement that favours the, well the 'well' person. 'Well' means that you haven't really given it full consideration. You haven't looked... Continue Reading →

Read, read and read again…

'England is sick, and...English literature must save it. The Churches have failed, and social remedies being slow, English literature now has a triple function: still, I suppose, to delight and instruct us, but also, above all, to save our souls and to heal the State.'  George Gordon  Professor of Literature  Oxford University 1922 During the... Continue Reading →

Cats Have It

The last week, thinking about tragedy, I have had chance to sit back and look at myself. The Wheel of Fortune has turned almost fully and I am back where it all began; teaching in further education. As my coffee cools enough for me to drink it, the cat rubs herself against my shins. She... Continue Reading →

God on Sex…

God wishes men to make love to their wives regularly. It's a duty, a religious observance, so why block the bedroom door? For men of independence, it is every day. For labourers, it is twice a week. For donkey drivers, once a week. For camel drivers, it is once every thirty days. For sailors, it... Continue Reading →

Psycho Paths Lead To Greatness

  There is something unnervingly hypnotic about a psychopath. The eyes have it. They stride into ours and rearrange what we think is normality. In some ways it's akin to having a change of internal scenery with the sofa inhabiting a different area of the room whilst the armchairs are perfectly placed on the ceiling.... Continue Reading →

Another Brick Out Of The Wall.

It's a little hazy. The photograph has lost its clarity. The time has lost its surety. We have all become a little vague in the snapshot of history. Back then history was being created. The iron fist of Soviet imperialism and ideological subjugation had run its course and the real world was breaking through. Western... Continue Reading →

Exercise and Exorcise

Sunday morning has come around again; much too quickly. It came with two possibilities: a passive, meaningless stretch of twenty-four hours or a moment seized and gently squeezed of its goodness. We chose the latter. After a two year battle with the world, I appear to be content. Contentment is so different from its superficial cousin,... Continue Reading →

The Moon and Masturbation

EXTRA, EXTRA, READ ALL ABOUT IT! Luna gives the adjective lunaticus. This appears in the Vulgate (405) of the Dalmatian Christian writer Saint Jerome (Eusebius Hieronymus, 348–420) as an epithet for “a moon-struck” person, whence “crazed, insane, lunatic.” It was used of epilepsy, from the notion that the seizures were precipitated by moonlight. The paroxysmal... Continue Reading →

Love of a Bargain

Perhaps I was born with the need to fall upon 'bargains' like a bird of prey upon its 'prey'. I was brought up in the 60s, post war, but not yet post poor. In truth, bargains did not exist back then. There were no reductions for 'sell-by-date' as there was no defined date at which... Continue Reading →

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