Commuting is a strange old business. It can eat away at your soul. You are pitted against your fellow traveller in a zero-win scenario where one side might overtake and beat the lights, or grab the final seat on the train, but will ultimately feel more bitter and more hollow for it. Read the rest of this entry »
Hello folks. I’m turning the editorial direction of this place over to you. For a bit. You, the reader, can post any idea for a post, blog post title, or other sort of inspiration for a post such as a video or a song and I will endeavour to write at least 500 words on said subject/title/point of inspiration. I will also, where appropriate, choose a relevant Creative Commons image and/or YouTube video to accompany the post. What an offer, eh? Read the rest of this entry »
The town I have moved to does not exist. Well, not officially, anyway. I mean, you can find road signs directing you there and if you stopped someone in the street to ask them where exactly you were they could tell you, but it isn’t a real place. You see, the post office does not recognise the town, instead allocating two different postcodes to the town, attached to two neighbouring towns. So, at least in the eyes of the post office, it isn’t an official place. Read the rest of this entry »
Yesterday, after a rather protracted move, we finally closed the door on our old flat, home for the past four and a half years. Seeing it empty, it was clearer than ever that we’d made the right decision to leave. The rattling windows letting in the sounds and the dirt from the main road outside. The peeling wallpaper. The localised damp. The old kitchen units, about to fall apart. While all these were minor issues, they all added up, especially when you have a letting agent and landlord with no interest in remedying any of it. Read the rest of this entry »
Wait until next year 