Category Archives: friendship

You Snooze-day You Lose-day

Tuesday is a dandified cocktail of a day. A day for catching up with my son and hearing the good news that he’s been accepted onto the MA at Manchester he seemed most into taking. A day for grabbing some … Continue reading

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Outside It’s America*

If you sing that Bambi song about the drippy droppy April showers to the tune of ‘Summertime’ it’s ironic. And an accurate description of August in the UK. Europe has been basking in a heatwave so overwhelming that fears for … Continue reading

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Smoke And Goldeness

My sore throaty voice place continues to make me sound like I’m having my larynx scraped by tiny oesophageal dredgers, all made of razors and thorn. Allegedly this means I am emitting sexy sounds. Personally I think I couldn’t be … Continue reading

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A Very Merry August

I’m astonishingly tired. I did some driving along unfamiliar roads, the return journey in the dark with impatient twat drivers jamming themselves and their uber-bright halogen headlights up my jacksie until they saw a millimetre gap in which to overtake. … Continue reading

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Kinda Shoulda Sorta Woulda…

What is it like to be in sorts? I know all too well what being out of sorts feels like but in order for this antithetical experience to exist there surely has to be the initial contrary experience? No? Anyone? … Continue reading

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Scooby Dooby Doo, To Be Is To Do

Heavy-lidded apathy rules Saturday. It might not be apathy; I can’t be bothered to analyse myself deeply enough to know for sure. It might not even be Saturday: words are just words, they’re not genuine representations of anything. You know, … Continue reading

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Newspaper Taxis Appear On The Shore

Brain, brain go away. Oh, is it rain? I’ve been harder of hearing all my life than I’ve realised. Plus I now have no excuse whatsoever for all those mind-killing drugs I took in my youth. And after my youth. … Continue reading

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