Autobiography
Second Life
He steps off into town now sporting the hat he hates that 'Your Mother' makes him wear as it stays the winds, chewing the replacement gum fervently...
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Slabberin
‘Wat tha fuk ar youy slabberin abouyt?’ Pink drink drips from his wide wet lips. He’s about a foot wider than me and a fair few brain cells shorter. I’ve never been in a fight before. It’s quite exciting but I hope nobody’s watching because I’m not sure my couch Kung-Fu is going to be strong enough.
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Ashton: Origins [Part 1: Lord Macaulay]
3. Ashton: Origins [Part 1: Lord Macaulay] While I prefer to stick to my shared ancestry with the ancient cave dwellers of the African plains that we...
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Teaching the teachers.
Exam board courses bore the shit out of me so I always find myself people-watching.
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Leggings - wild flowers
I was pottering around in the conservatory, potting up plants. I prefer the smaller varieties with an almost Victorian flavour – the first blend from...
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Pup's pup
One of the editors on here made some suggestions and this is version 2. Check out version one 'Pup' in my earlier pages to see if I've made it worse!
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Folk is folk
The scene: I am standing, looking somewhat bedraggled in the post office queue. My longboard in one hand and a pastel pink envelope in my other (DL...
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That's that.
The trumpets have fallen silent, the air has cleared of smoke The drums no longer shake me and it’s too long since we spoke Now famine makes its...
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Autobiography: 2. Second Memory [a.k.a. The Heist]
2. Second Memory [a.k.a. The Heist] I can’t be sure if this memory is my own, or if it is in fact the product of frequent, embellished story-telling...
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For the Love of Her
“...and if I should carol aloud from aloft all things that are forked, and horned, and soft would lean out from the hollowed sphere of the sea all looking down for the love of me.” ‘The Mermaid’ (Alfred Lord Tennyson)
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