Talking the talk
I was in a very deep sleep this morning when the phone rang. I was in the middle of a very interesting dream so I was none too pleased. Against my better judgement, I answered it. âAre you on your … Continue reading →
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The lazy hazy days of summer
Once or twice a year the unthinkable happens. The clouds disappear, the sun shines from a clear blue sky and the wind drops. The thermometer even dips its feet above twenty degrees. Weather forecasters throw caution to the winds [sic] … Continue reading →
Westlife or whiskey
I was at one of those table quizzes last night. It wasnât in the local pub so they fucking didnât like smokers, but I suppose one must make sacrifices in the name of a good cause? It was in aid … Continue reading →
Requiem for the Nearly Departed
I watched the Late Late Show last night. Well â you never know what strange or startling things you might miss? At the end of the first segment, which was so boring, I canât even remember what it was about, … Continue reading →
