Tag Archives: John Lennon

A Hunger Artist

Carry on coughing. All the way the the coffin. Alternate that with sleep which ends whenever sweating becomes too uncomfortable or the dreams of Doctor Who stuff (which I love) are interrupted by anxiety shit about losing my car or … Continue reading

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Lift My Head, I’m Still Yawning

My addiction to sleep is just getting silly. It really is – my nightgown has turned into a bowl of custard plus I dream of Jeannie and I’ve never even met her (nor do I believe in people living inside … Continue reading

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Celebrity Death Match

I’ll always remember where I was when I heard the news that John Lennon had been shot. I was on a sidewalk in New York, outside the Dakota Building, my handgun quietly smoking in my pocket, my well-thumbed copy of … 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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And Curse Sir Walter Raleigh

The tireds have found me today. All of them. Not a bad name for a slacker britpop band, The Tireds. I went out. I came back again on account of tired. I wanted to make a sandwich but fell asnooze … Continue reading

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In Dublin’s Fair City

So this is Dublin, and what have we done? Many things, none of them to the tune of John Lennon songs though. Walking is a thing and, oh blessed relief, the centre of this city is flat and fairly easy … Continue reading

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Seemed A Harmless Little Fuck

Lemon yellow sun. Arms raised in a vee. It’s either full on summer or I’ve walked into a Pearl Jam song. I’ve just asked a piece of seaweed – it’s summer. But as solstice is only a few days away … Continue reading

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