Archives for: "March 2020"
An open field of filth
I live in a shithole. That's what my suburb's name means in ye olde Englysshe. I went on a random walk this morning. No map, no plan. I went down an alley and stumbled across a 50s council estate, with semis and play areas for the urchins, from the lost… more »
Home entertainment
Bristol, Wednesday Immediately I got back from working at Cheltenham races -- four long days for £287 net -- I came down with some sort of lergy. It wasn't the c-word; I wish it had been. I slept for fourteen hours one night, thirteen the next, clammy… more »
My daughter writes a sketch about wanking
Spent last week at Cheltenham Festival giving myself the best chance of catching the lergy. Eleven-hour shifts where I carried heavy crates of glasses into and out of the bar, over and over again. I stayed with my brother in his large flat in the… more »
I address a bouncer as "young man"
A pub closed after "trouble", has recently re-opened. There was a table of women who looked like they'd failed auditions for parts in Eastenders, one of whom was wearing her unhappily tolerant dog like a stole. A group of men stood about vying to be… more »
