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  Fri 30th March 2012
Temperatures are soaring into the teens here in Lancaster, and with this, comes the depressing spectacle of the English male in its summer plumage: the Cargo Pant. more »
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Spring has sprung

  Thu 29th March 2012
Muslim neighbour in the window opposite doing something practical with his windows while I blog with a glass of Syrah. This is why they will rule us in fifty years' time. more »
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The Well of Loneliness (not)

  Tue 27th March 2012
It's coming up to 6 and I'm in the back room of the Sun, with the glass covered well in the middle of the room. You can stand on it and peer down and look at the source of the water which residents here drank before mains water arrived more »
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The gardens of the Levant

  Mon 26th March 2012
It was my birthday on Friday. My sister sent me a packet of "Cock Soup" and "Shito" sauce from Ghana, and my brother got me some very groovy little Bootsy Collins badges. more »
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I've had my peak piqued

  Thu 22nd March 2012
I am most piqued. And I don't being piqued. more »
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"Looby is a left-wing intellectual who is obsessed with a) women's clothes and b) tits." -- Joy of Bex.

WLTM literate woman, 40-65. Must have nice tits, a PhD, and an mdma factory in the shed, although the first on its own will do in the short term.


There are plenty of bastards who drink moderately. Of course, I don't consider them to be people. They are not our comrades.
Sergei Korovin, quoted in Pavel Krusanov, The Blue Book of the Alcoholic

I am here to change my life. I am here to force myself to change my life.
Chinese man I met during Freshers Week at Lancaster University, 2008

The more democratised art becomes, the more we recognise in it our own mediocrity.
James Meek

Tell me, why is it that even when we are enjoying music, for instance, or a beautiful evening, or a conversation in agreeable company, it all seems no more than a hint of some infinite felicity existing apart somewhere, rather than actual happiness – such, I mean, as we ourselves can really possess?
Turgenev, Fathers and Sons

I hate the iPod; I hate the idea that music is such a personal thing that you can just stick some earplugs in your ears and have an experience with music. Music is a social phenomenon.
Jeremy Wagner

La vie poetique has its pleasures, and readings--ideally a long way from home--are one of them. I can pretend to be George Szirtes.
George Szirtes

Using words well is a social virtue. Use 'fortuitous' once more to mean 'fortunate' and you move an English word another step towards the dustbin. If your mistake took hold, no-one who valued clarity would be able to use the word again.
John Whale

One good thing about being a Marxist is that you don't have to pretend to like work.
Terry Eagleton, What Is A Novel?, Lancaster University, 1 Feb 2010

The working man is a fucking loser.
Mick, The Golden Lion, Lancaster, 21 Mar 2011

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