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En Lancastre

Thu 28th March 2013

Well send me to fucking prison then and let's get this out of the way. more »

Horny

Mon 25th March 2013

I was 49 on Saturday. Trina gave me a bottle of cider and a long-desired book. Kirsty's card was of a photograph of a presumably American place name called Ponce (a highly amusing word for British English speakers). It came with a badge with an arrow poi… more »

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Fri 22nd March 2013

Trina's just sent me an email. Subject: I just want Body: To be with you all the time. I don't. Fuck that. I like being by myself. Hmmm---little rifts developing. more »

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In Lancaster

Thu 21st March 2013

A couple of months ago I was thinking out loud at the wine club that "it'd be good if we could have something like this, but with beer." more »

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No title (Glasgow)

Sun 17th March 2013

To Glasgow, for Radio 3's live broadcast of Bruckner's Second Symphony with the BBC Scottish Symphony Orchestra. more »

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looby, n.; pl. loobies. A lout; an awkward, stupid, clownish person

M / 60 / Bristol, "the most beautiful, interesting and distinguished city in England" -- John Betjeman [1961, source eludes me].

"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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Archives for: "March 2013"

En Lancastre

Horny

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In Lancaster

No title (Glasgow)

looby, n.; pl. loobies. A lout; an awkward, stupid, clownish person

Rummage in my drawers

The Comfort of Strangers

"Just sit still and listen" - woman to teenage girl at Elliott Carter weekend, London 2006

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