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The Last Post (until the new ones)

Way back in 2013 something happened in my life – the end of happenings in a friend’s – that shut down my Interdoodlings. Having just fired ’em all back up again, I found the draft of this post and thunk about what I was going on about. It turns...
The Internet is to blame

The Internet is to blame

Late last night, just before climbing the wooden hill to Sleepyville, I was having a brief-but-deep conversation with the missus about the usual: how utterly stupid the world appears to be. Like, how most of the people of Europe seem hell-bent on buggering up the EU;...

‘Bye Marty, and thanks for the invite

Sharing my two minute’s worth at Martin’s funeral yesterday: I’ve only got a couple of minutes, which isn’t much in the great scheme of things. After all, the universe is 13.77 billion years old. And it took the universe all that time to make a...

Bum notes

Ooh, ooh, ooh… How could I have forgotten Nina, Merle, Joe and The Chieftains? Sorry Mart – I do try my best. Plus, of course, there’s the rest of the fifteen hours’ worth, but these should cover it for now… Baltimore Nina Simone Thanks...

Notes on a life

Since my mate Marty’s demise, I’ve thunk, cried, giggled and raged about the loss of one of my dearest friends. During that time I’ve daydreamed about the outrageous and ridiculous things we’ve done together (not least of all sharing each...

Good Grief

I’m just going to type away until something starts to make sense. A while back, I got a phone message from a Canadian phone company, saying that various people had been trying to contact me. Although none of the relevant words like ‘father’ and...