Sun Dried Sparrows

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Wednesday, 9 August 2023

Lady go diva

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Argh, I do love a crappy play on words and that title certainly is one of my worst.  But, anyway, it’s the best I can manage to describe wha...
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Saturday, 22 July 2023

Oh shit

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I never thought the time would come when I would be posting my excrement through a mailbox - but the other day that’s exactly what I did.  A...
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Sunday, 9 July 2023

Yorkie bar(s)

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When you find yourself in a bar or restaurant talking about everything from the Southern Freeez, Bruce Springsteen and Shed 7 to the perils ...
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Wednesday, 31 May 2023

I feel alive, I feel the love

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 “Enjoy the rest of your day,” the young woman said cheerily as she put her belongings back in her little crossbody bag and walked, in a fai...
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Friday, 19 May 2023

Checking into the Chelsea, fanzine style

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  Welcome to an experimental 'fanzine format'  blog post! Inspired by some comments on the previous post, and also influenced by my ...
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Thursday, 11 May 2023

Screened out

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 Argh - my hand aches.  I've been doing that thing I used to do a lot of when I was younger - you know, when you hold a plastic tube wit...
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Saturday, 1 April 2023

Just like a dream

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 I had such a lovely dream last night I hope you won't mind if I share it here.  Because it featured Robert Smith*! Before you ask – n...
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Sunday, 26 March 2023

The sparrows in my head and a jugular bulb

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I hope you won't mind the medical nature of this post, but if you've ever had a CT scan you'll perhaps agree that it really does...
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