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Printed on your ticket stub lest you forget being only a consumer is your destination and seat number Aisle Seat 16B Row 24 Column 33 The coordinates of a sustained attack on your patience and reason and panic attack If I had known I would face this I wouldn’t have come I’d much rather beContinue reading “AisleSeat16b”
Not to be confused with Catholics On our TV we hear comedians gather in groups and say words about things that we think is nice for them to get a chance to air their lives in public. Cathartics. In the newspapers we hear stories about how a child survived cancer and worse and this isContinue reading “Cathartics”
The reign in Spain falls mainly on the Shoulders of Steve McDonald Who is there taking in the rays in the hope of curing his depression.
Mmm Tasty! One of his cousins maybe. Fresh Strawberry, known to his friends and casual dinner partners as ‘that one’ or ‘the biggun’ was today eaten by Clarissa Storm aged 5 and three-quarters in Battersea North London. When asked what it tasted like Clarissa stunned this reporter by saying ‘like lemons’ before screwing up her face likeContinue reading “Fresh Strawberry – An Obiturary”
I know you know I know you know I know you know You know I know you know I know you know. Toothpaste squeezed out of a tube, that’s how I feel. When there is no more squeezing to do, when the tube is totally empty, That’s where I end up sometimes no matter what I do.Continue reading “Forgiveness”
Well, I’m lost for words except Shakespeare, Shakespeare and perhaps Shakespeare. Today I read a book (Well 80 pages) I had bought ages ago. Doing English by Robert Eaglestone, the soaring mason, my joke ha ha. In it I learned about such things as the dead author. I thought I was dead already, but itContinue reading “Firing the Canon”