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Dreams – Talman

19 Feb 2018 / 0 Comments / in Uncategorized

I went to sleep the other night, woke at five, had some breakfast, and then rejoined Kate in bed. When I woke later that morning, a few of Kate’s friends were there, belatedly giving her birthday presents. I was feeling proper drowsy, so I apologised for my appearance and told Kate I was going for […]

160218 – Year of the Dog

16 Feb 2018 / 0 Comments / in Year of the year

Today, until the fourth of February next year, is an important landmark for the people of China, unless, of course, they are using the Gregorian method or an illegal copy of Excel or something. Every new year is themed on an animal, and this year is the dog, specifically the ‘earth dog’, but this doesn’t […]

140218 – Sex Day

14 Feb 2018 / 0 Comments / in Year of the year

Valentine’s Day is a tradition, but only in the sense that unimaginative materialism, emotional bargaining tools, needy fools, and annual relationship health checks are traditional. Ordering flowers online, perpetual texting at work, and reserving booths at Frankie and Benny’s before the sex begins is, as Alissa would say, real love. My dad always said it […]

120218 – Dave’s Grave


So, if the term ‘painting graveyard’ refers to my spare room, where I keep most of my completed work, why did Jols use it the other day for the stack I’m still working on? Does he think this half complete work to be unchanging, which they never are, or does he see them as lower […]

Painting Graveyard

08 Feb 2018 / 0 Comments / in Uncategorized

I walked into my guest room the other night to find that the paint on one of my pieces hanging there had started to peel. I don’t know if it had been knocked off the wall by a drunken friend (which I’ve witnessed many times) or just an unfortunate chemical process, but it got me […]

Mabior Chol

02 Feb 2018 / 0 Comments / in Uncategorized

Australian football is a wonder to behold. Incredibly tall men grapple with comparatively short men over a rugby ball on a cricket pitch. Aggression and finesse coalesce, creating the most political of punch ups. Each two hour match evolves into its own complex story, clubs develop and crumble through the seasons, and the careers of […]

310118 – Last Words

31 Jan 2018 / 0 Comments / in Year of the year

It is nearly seventeen years since I began working for Anglian Water. It is precisely zero days since I left on grounds of ill health. I leave most amicably, appreciating the people I’ve come into contact with, the opportunities presented and the solid income, but I couldn’t keep up and need a rest. Just in […]


22 Jan 2018 / 0 Comments / in Uncategorized

My friends and I have recently reviewed our personalities according to Myers-Briggs. I’ve undertaken it a few times in my life, but decided it was a flawed system as I was pigeonholed into different unbefitting camps each time. My understanding was that the brackets were scales, within which people could flit in and out of […]

I’m Off To See The Wizard

18 Jan 2018 / 0 Comments / in On The Easel, Uncategorized

Alex, alone, went up a hill, to receive psychological treatment. Lovely, interesting bloke, Manjit, with lots of balanced advice and empathy. He focused on my sleep issues, and wired me to electrodes to get me over my fear of hospitals and needles. Twas our last session today, so I left him with this tiny sketch […]

140118 – Peterborough Cathedral

14 Jan 2018 / 0 Comments / in Year of the year

Peterborough cathedral is nine hundred years old today. As it would be pointless giving it a fiver in a card or taking it to Nando’s, celebrators have had to think a little outside the box. BMW have sold cars from within its nave, the nine hundredth like on a hotel’s Facebook page will get a […]