Archive for the ‘observation’ Category

I waited on that windy Old Vic corner this morning. You didn’t show. I raced after one poor chap, and then headed for the bridge. Sheep poured into the tunnels. Heads down in some other literary reality. When I’m Up North I look at the sky. My neck is strong and my view uninterrupted. Feeling […]

Between the thick cotton wool clouds and the tops of the autumn trees, the sun leveraged an entrance and put up a rainbow.

A waste of intellect, yours and mine. Would you like help with your packing? Do you have a club card? How are you today? Insult the staff. Insult the customers. Tesco. Every fucking bit dumbs you down.

Maybe it’s about the breasts? Those two bumps; how can they have anything to do with it? I spend a lot of time looking at them, comparing them, and wondering why. What’s the attraction? Maybe it’s not the breasts, maybe it’s the women. The breasts just lead you to them so to speak. No, it’s […]

There is a children’s daytime program called Barney bear. Barney is actually a robotic  creation of Microsoft corp transferred to TV, for obvious sales purposes. I feel sorry for the children on the show who spend the entirety of the show with over exaggerated smiles stretched across their faces as they shake about the set […]