Archives for: "April 2019"
Teenage kicks
I'm in Castle Park after work. She approaches me: always the best direction to start in. She takes down my number and asks me what I am doing for the rest of the night. "Would you mind if I came round?" "Not all at. OK, see you later." She neither rang… more »
In the black
My day off. There are some property guardian flats going near me for the same amount as I'm paying at the moment for a room. I stand outside them for a moment. There is a hairy man in a red jumper standing a couple of yards away from me. "I'm thinking… more »
I catch a man pumping in a sex shop
I apologise for the many editing mistakes in earlier editions of this post. This was due to posting a draft too early then getting into a muddle with what I was uploading, and had nothing to do with the fact that I had been in the pub for a couple of… more »
I open a forty-year-old can of worms
Raoul Vaneigem described work as "a prison of measured time," and by the time I get home I am sapped of the energy to do much else, although I'm not too tired to plan my escape. In the pub the other day I met a young couple from Yorkshire who offered… more »
