Do. Not. Look. Other.

Hi, Okay, I am not going to leave today’s post until my brain fails, and I’m left thinking…. well, not actually thinking. Just ‘muh’, which is a close cousin of ‘meh’, but is decidely more switched off. The lights are on, etc. ‘Ucknull This week the BBC released the dramatisation of Paris Lees’ book, What It Feels Like For A Girl. It’s available on iPlayer and yes, I’ve just finished watching it. It is… quite the ride and certainly one not for certain auidences – perhaps despite the lead character, Bryon’s, young years of fifteen when we first meet him. The cast, writing, and production are amazing, and – if I may – this shines through even in the harrowing […]

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The Escape Club

Travellers are advised that the YATGB train service to Disappointment, stopping at WTAF and terminating at Yet Another Rights Rant, has been delayed to totally foreseen circumstances. Hello there 👋 So much for Friday night’s post eh? Luckily all deadlines are self-imposed. This week – despite it’s reduced length – has been a bit of a slog. Everyone is fine and there’s no drama thankfully. I think it’s a case of too much going on and that’s, well, just worn me down. There’s some uncertainty around employment and that’s not helping. Hopefully there will be clarity – there’s a topical and not-always-used-correctly – word to use. Virtual This may explain why I’ve been gaming – or more accurately, modding more. […]

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Creatures of the Night

Hi, A short week this time around. I could get used to this! 🙂 Ah, but it were not for the requirement of filthy lucre to settle one’s bills and put food upon the table. Random thought: is it more environmentally and economically prudent to be a vampire? 😁 /S I mean, for a start you’re not contributing to intensive agriculture. Okay, you do have to have a nibble from time to time, but humans may donate willingly for a few bob. I guess you’d not need the heating on, being undead. That and your travel bills would be less. Sure, it takes a while to get anywhere as a bat, but the night views must be nice, right? Would […]

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500 and rising

Sunday morning during the Easter weekend in Nottingham. Beautiful blue skies, a warm Spring sun, and a faint yet cooling breeze. My boots – vegan, women’s, M&S – whispered against the city streets as I made my way up through the manicured ruins of the new Broadmarsh park. No longer the slum of an early century, but maybe a tombstone of a once proud shopping centre. Across from the carefully laid rocks and water courses, loose tarps from the building’s skeleton flapped in the wind. Ghosts of visits passed drifted into my head. Christmas in the old Co-op restaurant, Games Workshop with a friend, buying knee boots in the 90s…. Up, up, and across Market Square to Speakers Corner: a […]

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Brainfizz

Hi, Tis a funny thing this blogging lark. There are times when no thoughts come and the whitespace sits empty. Usually, I have to – like now – just go at it, and that seems to break the ice, and off we go. Conversely, there are times – early – where my brain is on overspin. So many ideas come at once that it’s like trying to pick out a sock in a busy tumblerdrier. Again, it’s necessary to break out of the resting while busy in thought and just start. Ah, to find that balance of creativity *and* focus, therein is the magic. Still, at least this week’s goblin is rich in thought and their hair is looking F […]

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