Race
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I can be in any bar in England and there is one sure fire subject that can bring people to blows. Read more [...]
SLOG.
I write my blogs for myself. I know it's selfish. Its more of a self log - a SLOG - than a blog. But then again I suppose it must be a blog because it is on the web. A WEB-LOG. Or a WE-BLOG. I blog. Read more [...]
And its monday morning
Strangely enough I woke this morning and wrote the beginnings of a poem. Writing poetry is the only talent I have. It takes so much energy to try not to sabotage it that i find myself too tired to write. Arf Arf. Read more [...]
Lazy Sunday Afternoon
Well this is what is on my mind today. The first 11 years were spent with brutal christian zealot foster parents. I was in childrens homes from 11 to 18. At 18 I was given a letter marked 1968 from a file. It was from my mother pleading for my return. I was also given my birth certificate and I was placed in a small flat in poets corner Atherton Lancashire. Number 21 Cowper Avenue. Read more [...]
Hoxton Hall Shoreditch
I am just about to go to my first gig on a bike. How ace is that. It’s the shoreditch festival – about a mile away and I’m performing a one man show called “something Dark”.
Finance
Thing is when I do a reading at the request of some organisation I don't regard spending my time chasing payment as a part of the transaction. It's just not fair. Its the principle of it.
And its been fun. Like a poke in the eye with a wet stick.. That kind of fun. Read more [...]
I blog therefore I am
It feels more blag than blog. If I could just get the blog in the bag then it wouldn't be a blag. So I'll begin. Bugger. I've bitten off more than I can bite. Its all a bit ball busting. And it Read more [...]