We are now at week 208. How time flies when you are having fun. I suppose it depends on the fun. If it is backwards time travel, would that phrase still be relevant? I watched ‘The Inglorious Bastards’ the other day. Wasn’t Rod Taylor a handsome man? I mean in ‘The Birds’ and not as an Australian Churchill.
Continue reading “Week 208 – Writing, Typing And Refusing The Nipple.”
Well here we are at week 207.
It must be a good seven days since our last posting. (Or a pish seven days for those readers in Scotland.)
I was listening to some Blues when I began to write this and John Lee Hooker came on with ‘One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer’ and I just thought that this was in the wrong order. The Bourbon would argue with the Whisky and you would end up enjoying neither of these. The song should be ‘One Bourbon, One Beer, One Scotch’ that would be more tasteful.
Continue reading “Week 207 – The Blues, A Hangover Cure And Bedding The Elderly.”
Here we are at Week 206!
Like ‘Gremlins – The Next Batch’ – We’re back.
As in ‘Poltergeist’ – We’re here
And like ‘The Fly’ – If you send us Romance, I’ll ‘Be afraid, very afraid.’
I’ve been watching a few films lately, just to get the days in.
It was good to see the old site creak back into life on Monday.
Continue reading “Week 206 – Returning, Shitty Tinsel And A Lactating Dilema”
Here we are at Week 205.
Anyone who has read our previous posts at this time will know that we all write a wee message, so I’ll do the reviews and such-like first.
We had three new writers, one on his second story and me.
The topics included; Limited customers, a surprising film buff, a bridge, a soul-mate and medication.
As always our initial comments follow.
Continue reading “Week 205 – Christmas Break, Christmas Messages And Super Sex.”
He looked around. It was dark but there were a few lights on the bridge. He stood in the middle and peered over the side, down into the water. The night was still and the smell of the trees and moss made him smile. The countryside always had that effect on him, this was as good a place as any.
Continue reading “Nature And Nurture – The Devil’s Mix by Hugh Cron – Adult Content.”
I’m getting this out the road this week and I’ll try and be nice next week!
I’ve avoided it for a while but the ‘C’ word is coming and not the ‘C’ word that I am comfortable with.
Continue reading “Week 204 – Christmas Pondering, Tattie Soup And Acceptable Leakage.”
Here we are at week 203. That number seemed so boring that I didn’t even look it up!
I’ve been thinking about animals this week. And no, not in that way! I may be a bit strange but I’m not fucking deranged!
Continue reading “Glam Rock, Docken Leaves And Some Other Barry White.”
I was thinking this week about quitting.
As always with me this started out as something positive but it sort of declined. It’s a bit like when an elderly person is ill and you use the old remedy of putting goose fat on their back. You then watch them going downhill quickly. (Thank you Mr Milton Jones for that one!)
Continue reading “Week 202 – Quitting, Erratic Pishing And Fun With Cannibalism.”
He accepted the night. He always had. The street people never caused him any fear. It was a case of if he didn’t bother them, they wouldn’t bother him. The unapproachable demeanour which he carried also helped.
As this is our Four Year Celebration, we will do the reviews first and then we have a wee spiel each for your entertainment and enlightenment. That’ll cover Diane and Nik, I’ll just write my usual pish!
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