Travels alone |
I have just had 2 ½ hours and 6 buses of 'where the hell am I?' It looks all the world like some odd suburb of Brighton, it's fast approaching 2 am and my bed, Golders Green, was the address I was pos...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Oct 2007 11:10:00 GMT |
I digress (unfinished and v long) |
The day began with dreams of strange portent. It wasn't until I realised that the vicious transvestite who chased me through endless catacombs wasn't after all my mother that I realised things were go...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Nov 2006 10:52:00 GMT |
Of Behemoth and Humdingers |
What in the world is a humdinger? I just found a packet of biscuits with 'Humdinger' written on the back. Now in my mind a humdinger would be a big American car or maybe a sizeable dent made by a big ...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Nov 2006 10:02:00 GMT |
Alarmed |
Having been round the world three times, through wet tropics, arid deserts, bazaars and barios, my alarm clock has finally given up and died. I realised there was a problem with my trusty piece of kit...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Oct 2006 09:42:00 GMT |
