A tributary post and poem of mine in June 2012 to Mancunian Punk-Poet John Cooper-Clarke, The Jaundiced Junket, led several commenters (Anna from The Girl in the Hat and Daniel from Being Sixteen) to suggest that they would like to have heard me read the poem part of it. I responded that I would give … Continue reading
If you had to pay to read this post then would you? Is that a Yes I am hearing? No! Oh well! I expect of you your time, your energy, your attention, your engagement and if you also blog likewise you of me? But no filthy lucre shall change hands between us! If we were … Continue reading
They might be giants. Yes they might. This is a relatively obscure way to start a post – and am I quoting the US band They Might Be Giants who began life in 1982 and are still extant and still, beyond rock-music aficionados, obscure. Though in the Top Trumps of obscure bands with giants in … Continue reading
All things must pass. Do you have such a gathering in your kitchen corners? Or elsewhere in your home? Most of these bottles are topless emptied over many many months let me assure you (!) but who can throw them away? Not I. Not a hoarder am I either but the bottles won’t let me … Continue reading
And? Won? Lost? Read on! On December 17 I posted that a short-story I had published in August of last year on this blog titled ‘Coming Up’ was ineligible for entry in a writing competition because of its publication on this blog. I then tried to make it disappear by making it private and hoping … Continue reading
Well I never. Upon a walk in January I looked over by a loch, and saw peeking from a rock, these titled verses do not mock, my weary eyes did flock. Preserved a million or more tick-tock, in an oak box upon them I knock-knock. Its wood gave up the ghost and its contents I … Continue reading
