I like it when…

– I see angelhands at the end of the working day
– I put a bath on for angelhands
angelhands is happy
– Someone falls over, doesn’t hurt themselves then gets up and laughs about it
– I walk into a bar and a beer is waiting for me
– The barstaff know about their beers
– I get home and I have post
– I get paid
– Things go right
– I see places I’ve been to on the TV
– people ask me out for a drink
– I get comments on my LJ
– Someone asks me a technical question that I can answer but noone else can
– there are Satsumas in the greengrocers
– there are those big oranges with the thick skin in the greengrocers
– I get into a newly changed bed
– theres only 7 days till Christmas (regardless of it being my birthday then)
– I open a carton of cream or yoghurt and I can lick the lid
– a complete stranger says “Good morning/afternoon/evening” when out walking in the countryside
– I hear news of people I went to school with
– I find money
– I find something I’d “put in a good place” only to forget about it
– I open a new jar of honey
– I find theres a really interesting documentry on the Telly that I didn’t know about
– its cold outside and I walk into a nice warm room
– the man in the street prevails over the toff
– I see nature surviving against the odds
– I see a bag in a tree
– I speak to or hear from lostloopy
– I get a mystery text message
– I get a mystery email
– I do really well playing Civilization 3
– I see cheese bubbling under a grill
– said cheese goes crispy or brown

Author: stegzy

Once, long ago, I wrote frequently on Livejournal. I then moved to Blogspot, where I discovered that blogging requires an audience. So I moved back to LJ. Then over to Dreamwidth, back to LJ, up the road of self hosting with Muckybadger before giving up entirely and moving over to Wordpress. It was at that moment I decided I would spread my compostual nonsense simultaneously across the blogosphere like some rancid margarine. And so here I am. I am a badger. But then I'm not really a badger. I am a human. With badger like tendencies. I am a writer, a film producer and a social commentator. I am available for Breakfast TV shows, documentaries and chats in the pub with journalists where I am more than qualified enough to talk confidently about absolute shite and bollocks.

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