in the annnals of wandering about fields field, I've never seen so much dedication. You deserve all the honours of the broken teapot. Long may your luminary reek. There hasn't been such dedicated tramping since the potato and toilet-roll famine...
Jesus. That's hard to read. Impossible to life with. Yet, for so many, that was their life. To think so many children are escorted to and from school gates. And to imagine the reality of that kind of reality. That kind of short life.
I'd a Mrs Bridges at school. That was the actual teacher's name. She taught me for two years. I wasn't on of her favourites. She wasn't one of mine. Mrs Boyle asked that question when we were in Primary 2. I said I wanted to be a binman. She was...
As my da used to say, 'Whit dae yeh think that is? A piano?' he was talking about the phone in the hall, we weren't meant to use. You're talking about you. Yes, it is a piano. And I like it.
ah, but no leaky teapots,
Posted on Mon, 10 Nov 2025
ah, but no leaky teapots, Turlough. Always that missing piece.
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in the annnals of wandering
Posted on Mon, 10 Nov 2025
in the annnals of wandering about fields field, I've never seen so much dedication. You deserve all the honours of the broken teapot. Long may your luminary reek. There hasn't been such dedicated tramping since the potato and toilet-roll famine...
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the newspaper nobody ever
Posted on Sun, 09 Nov 2025
the newspaper nobody ever read. Must be the Egyptian equivalent of the Sun.
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much I sadly find myself
Posted on Sun, 09 Nov 2025
much I sadly find myself agreeing with here. Backward steps for humanity.
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ah, if death could make us
Posted on Tue, 21 Oct 2025
ah, if death could make us better than we are this is the cure.
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Jesus. That's hard to read.
Posted on Tue, 21 Oct 2025
Jesus. That's hard to read. Impossible to life with. Yet, for so many, that was their life. To think so many children are escorted to and from school gates. And to imagine the reality of that kind of reality. That kind of short life.
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I'd a Mrs Bridges at school.
Posted on Thu, 16 Oct 2025
I'd a Mrs Bridges at school. That was the actual teacher's name. She taught me for two years. I wasn't on of her favourites. She wasn't one of mine. Mrs Boyle asked that question when we were in Primary 2. I said I wanted to be a binman. She was...
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creative hands enchant god.
Posted on Sun, 12 Oct 2025
creative hands enchant god. creative words bring god onboard.
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As my da used to say, 'Whit
Posted on Sun, 12 Oct 2025
As my da used to say, 'Whit dae yeh think that is? A piano?' he was talking about the phone in the hall, we weren't meant to use. You're talking about you. Yes, it is a piano. And I like it.
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some stories are worth re
Posted on Thu, 12 Nov 2015
some stories are worth re-reading.
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