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About Me

Frustrated writer, dramatist etc. Taking the pen name Henry Gibson,it is with honour that I accepted the most gracious request of S.R.Gents to chronicle their adventures and so I stand before you as the Monocled Chronicler and humbly offer my literary wares. Henry x

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My Interests

Theatre in all forms, from Artaud through to Wilde, stopping off for drinks with Brecht and Weill, the wonderful Samuel Beckett and sangria with Mr Lorca. Art, music and film, books and a little poetry. CURRENT MOON moon phase info

I'd like to meet:

Artists, musicians, dancers, choreographers, actors, designers, poets, writers, architects, scientists, politicians, activists, martyrs, believers, non-conformers. A mermaid, an angel, a vampire, a werewolf, a ghost, a unicorn, a pixie, a witch, a healer, a zombie, a goblin, a dwarf, a hobbit, a wizard. Oh....and these 2!...
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Music:

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Movies:

Films, films and more films. Directors such as Jim Jarmusch, Guillermo Del Toro and early work of the Coen brothers. Actors include, amongst many, Ron Perlman, Johnny Depp, Gael Garcia etc. (And Bruce in gratuitous vest flicks!) French films, Mexican films, German films, Italian films...good films, bad films, old films, new films, silent films, short films, epic films.

My Blog

Corporate

The capitalists of the city were keen to be associated with the avant garde that lay siege and although the gentlemen had their reservations, they accepted the request of the merchant bankers for a pe...
Posted by The Monocled Chronicle on Tue, 20 May 2008 11:24:00 PST

The Magic Gardens

Each day, for six days, the men returned to the streets of the city to play to crowds both small and large, collecting enough small change for a decent bottle of wine and enough food to fill them. On...
Posted by The Monocled Chronicle on Sat, 22 Mar 2008 09:45:00 PST

festival of fools

The city's high street was a swarming mass of people. Entertainers pushed leaflets into the hands of passers by, singing and chanting their wares at the top of their lungs, each group of players vying...
Posted by The Monocled Chronicle on Tue, 05 Feb 2008 05:41:00 PST

The shadow of a man

The tall man carefully rolled up his sleeves and tied a clean brown apron around his waist, crossing the cord at the back and ending with a bow at the front. From his trusty Gladstone, he remove...
Posted by The Monocled Chronicle on Mon, 10 Dec 2007 05:58:00 PST

rainbows of oz

After feasting on the cafe fayre, the three returned to the car to continue their journey northwards. Again, the tyres soon found their steady hum on the tarmac and the white lines ticked off the mile...
Posted by The Monocled Chronicle on Mon, 22 Oct 2007 07:50:00 PST

Road Kill

The Scotsman took the wheel and in cheery companionship the three journeyed north. The road proved long and difficult, but they were no strangers to this road much travelled, and greeted tribulation a...
Posted by The Monocled Chronicle on Sat, 13 Oct 2007 08:27:00 PST

the game is afoot

An unspoken gentlemen's agreement acknowledged the right of the Frenchman to lead proceedings. Taking one of the three chairs arranged in the corner, the Frenchman rested his guitar case across his kn...
Posted by The Monocled Chronicle on Thu, 23 Aug 2007 04:06:00 PST

The Gentlemen Meet

On a quiet October evening just off the Rue du Maelle, a ghostly figure crept silently out of the shadows and onto the street. His face covered by a hat pulled low across his eyes and a scarf wrapped ...
Posted by The Monocled Chronicle on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 08:48:00 PST