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Monthly Archives: November 2008
You’re putting that on upside down, mate
this was the most common expression that wags used to come out with when I was painting and decorating, when wags were ‘wits’ rather than Cheryl Tweedy. My masterpiece at Art School was a 30 ft long 10 ft high … Continue reading
I need a drink and a quick decision
Managed to wilf this earlier: Starsky and Hutch do soul. I’ve never really understood these two, but I always turn this right up when it comes on the car radio.
Dylan
walks on water. Or rather, stands there waiting for Rory Delap to hurl him in a biscuit.
On Writing
Two days a week I am the Royal Literary Fund Fellow at the University of East Anglia. Here, in my office, I help students to express themselves more clearly in their essays and dissertations and theses. For the RLF website, … Continue reading
Posted in From Working-Class Hero to Absolute Disgrace (A Memoir
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Sitting on the dock of the bay
wasting time. One of my favourite Ollies. Doing whatever he wants, when he wants; that is [one of] the points of him. This blog is feeling languid, if you want freneticism and opinion, check what my mate George ‘Billy Whizz’ … Continue reading
Today’s letter is A
and the word is ‘art.’ Flag. 1954–55
Vote!
Since we’re all crazed with election fever: This is my first effort at using this new wordpress poll feature. Let’s see how it goes & hope there are no hanging chads (whatever they are) at the end of the democratic … Continue reading
