-
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
-
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
-
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
-
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
-
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
-
At time of going to…press…post…no one has convincingly coughed up to the bombings on Thursday but all the newspapers are hinting at Al-Queda. There are pictures of Muslims saying “Not in my name”, pictures of Bin Laden and more speculation. The IRA, those lovely people who blew up shopping centres, pubs and Conservative conferences,…
-
Well officially I had a hospital appointment. Unofficially I tried to get post into the mail. I failed. Why? Because the big post office didn’t have any envelopes! What sort of Post Office runs out of envelopes? So I called angelhands from the White Horse and asked her to buy some envelopes. I was also…
-
First off, from London, storm1jet2 texted and is ok, and my big high-flyer solicitor friend Tim (whom I see at Christmas) also let me know he is ok. We are still waiting to hear from “Little gay” Chris. But he’s probably in Singapore or Paris making clothes for someone famous. I don’t really want to…
-
Don’t ever accuse me of being lazy in work. The one thing I do make sure of is that I do my work to completion. I might not do it straight away but I always have it done by the deadline. And certainly don’t accuse me of being lazy in work just before you fuck…
-
Last night I was in the pub. This you already know. What I didn’t tell you is about the little darling with the football. Awww bless. NOT. There I was sat enjoying the sounds of nature in the deserted enclosed beer garden reading my newspaper and drinking my beer. Eventually a family of undesirables arrived…
The Compostual Existentialist 