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Omar's Diary for Saturday 22nd September 2018

This past week has been one of great disappointments. On Wednesday Servant Ticker, my own very personal turf accountant paid a visit to Omar Towers...
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Little Woman

We met at one of his gigs, in a pub’s darkened back room. He came to find me in the bar after he’d finished. I was lost for words and stayed quiet in...
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Poem of the week

Beach Pottery Mosaic

Storm-washed sand-stormed jigsaw, your voices sing as the tide comes in. High-tide the moon rides the waves a ragged hag, disturbing the sea’s mirror...
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Omar's Diary - 11th September 2018

Prix de l'Arc de Triomphe - Jay Rayner - BREXIT - Scotland - Healthcare I am highly excited about being invited to read an extract from my diaries at...
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The right

What right do you have To be sad You've got all your limbs A mum and a dad There are people starving Breaking, crying You're in a London pub Drinking...

Peter

Peter was one of the very first customers I ever pulled a pint for on my first day working in a local pub. For that I shall always remember him...

All that's left is me

I see myself once a week When the pints are empty My armour is stripped I can't remember the books I was supposed to have read And all that's left Is...
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Label

a unspeakable label heavy as a dead albatross sits around my neck weighs me down like concrete boots drowns me in mud tells me my life is a game of...

Buffy

Maybe I Don't want to die, actually I just want to feel funny And keep watching Buffy

A Glimpse of Mom

It was Wednesday, the day of the week for her Pond Loop walk. Even though it was late spring, the weather was unseasonably cool. The temperature and...