His flat was a dump. It smelled of damp and cigarettes and grease, three day old chow mein and the sour cheese tang of unwashed man. He was sat on his lumpy, worn sofa gulping down a can of cheap supermarket lager and idly stroking his manhood. Moans and grunts…
Category: Writing
Sometime around now
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Sex and knitting
I’ve just finished watching The Obsession on Netflix. An excruciatingly bad remake of a classic but I was intrigued non the less. I can look back over my life and see it all now as clear as day. The good, the bad and the downright ugly. The ones I wanted…
Growing Old Wisely
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Life stories
I had a walk up to Home Bargains in keighley this morning. I needed a few bits for my greenhouse. It was on the gardening isle that this chap and I started talking. From comparing prices we got to life experiences, cancer, family and the benefits of positive thinking. It…
Words
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Blood Meridian
Blood Meridian by Cormac McCarthy is one of my favourite books. I have read it and listened to the audiobook several times. It is an epic book that would be on the scale of something like Apocalypse Now if it were made into a film. Indeed Judge Holden could only…
Words
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Words part 1
I love to write and always have for as long as I can remember. I wrote a story in a book when I was about 10 or 11 and I remember my mum telling me she thought it was brilliant. I loved English at school and writing composition assignments. I…