1. Dead. 2. Abroad. 3. An ex-blogger. 4. So enormously bloated from the amount of food I’ve eaten that my fingers are so swollen I can’t actually type or use a mouse. 5. Permanently drunk. 6. Permanently absent from here. Just to reassure/threaten you.
Posts from ‘December, 2009’
An Uncomfortable Truth
Earlier in the week, I was enjoying being uncomfortable again. Comfort is a concept I’m not…comfortable with (damn my language and its grammatical quicksands). Comfort is a state of being you should probably only dip into, to enjoy with a contrasting experience in the forefront of your memory. You stamp the snow off your boots, [...]
New Perch
Location: In my new house, somewhat to the west of York, a brisk and not overlong walk from the train station, surrounded by shops, five of which are charity shops which have already supplied me with 3 perfectly-fitting work shirts and some expensive-looking work trousers for the price of a standard paperback book from Borders. [...]
It’s All In The Delivery
“Oh, we can’t guarantee when he’ll be delivering the new dishwasher”, they told my Mum. “Sometime on Thursday, definitely. But the drivers make up their own schedules to inflict maximum inconvenience on their customers. We can hear them giggling over the radio as they work them out. It’s an ugly sound, yet strangely compelling, like [...]
A Fine Decade I’ve Got Me Into
“Yes?” “Hello. Uh….well, I’d like to turn myself in.” “You’d what?” “I’d like to report a crime – namely me, stealing from you. Ten years ago.” “Well….uh…” “The name’s Mike. Hi! And I’m a thief. Not generally – just in your case. I’m your thief. Your own personal thief. You and me, joined by crime. [...]
