I admit I’m too tall for most shops but the bank counter is particularly wearing on the back, leaning down to the tiny speakers and tinier microphone. I only really noticed this on my recent visit as I had to have a long chat about why The AA (a fine upstanding organisation) have taken a… Continue reading Unauthorised
Do you think Adele and Ed Sheeran are using their album titles to express some kind of mathematical pop equation?
Dammit, why can’t I kick a ball correctly? Probably because in all the football P.E. lessons I took, I never actually got near the ball. Apart from the time I scored an epic own goal which any of my friends will be happy to tell you about. Foot golf is played on an abandoned golf… Continue reading Foot golf
Yeah, I’m no good at confrontation. This stems from times in the past when *I’ve* been the instigator of confrontation while unwittingly being in the wrong, thereby accusing an innocent person of impropriety. The shame and embarrassment of having to live that kind of thing down has stuck with me. This might go some way… Continue reading Confrontation
Changing the scenery at work (i.e. swapping one canvas print for another) and, in lieu of a hammer and nail, using the sturdy side of a stapler to bash a drawing pin into the plaster. Not sure why I get all the high-altitude jobs but you’ll find my footprints on a lot of furniture in… Continue reading Hanging on
Just a guitar guy for a Sunday afternoon. Not sure what look he’s going for, sort of Cobain-esque blonde curtains but with a single long brown highlight. Seems a bit lost without his band but appears happy enough, strumming along to an indie-pop tune.
I think it’s true that everyone has at least one story in them as every now and then I keep coming back to an idea I once had; a thriller, no less, but with fantasy elements. It involves two detectives, both trying to trace the same mysterious radio broadcast and both unaware of each other’s… Continue reading Thriller