The coffee boat wasn’t a boat. It was a small building which sat harbour side and sold fast food. From Thursday through to Sunday it was bouncing from around midnight.
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Week 259 – Hobbies, Crusty Wounds And Miss Anderson’s Wasted Wednesdays.
Here we are at week 259. This is seemingly a momentous and historic week for Britain as we’re now out of The European Union.
I thought this would be a good topic for today’s posting. I could explore cause, economics, identities, the effect for future story writers and much more. But here’s the thing. I don’t give a cats cock!
I had a look to see if there was anything interesting that happened 259 years ago.
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Week 258 – Sammy Being Low, Unintentional Confessions And Extradition For Privileged Bastards.
Before we start one mention about horror writing – we don’t need horror fiction when we watch the Auschwitz Liberation Anniversary.
We send our deepest respects.
I just found out this week that my favourite Queen song (Spread Your Wings) was written by John Deacon. I’ve no problem with that, I simply hadn’t noticed and had assumed that the legend that was Freddie Mercury had written it. In a past life I used to write a lot of poetry and whilst doing some research, I found out that Freddie had recorded under the name Larry Lurex. His brilliant extravagance was evident very early on!!
Week 257 – Misplaced Logic, Motivation And A Meltdown.
Well here we are at Week 257.
There’s been many a time when we’ve commented on an unsuccessful submission and stated that there was no emotion. Or that the emotion wasn’t strong enough. We’ve never once stated that the emotion was too over the top.
That realisation gave me the idea for today’s posting.
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Week 255 – Religious Aardvarks, Artichokes And Toasting Toasts
Well hello there Chinas!! (A nod to Rikki Fulton. He always deserves a mention at this time of year.)
Here we are at the first Saturday posting of 2020 with Week 255.
It’s great to be back.
All the best to all of you for the coming year.
Both me and Diane behaved ourselves over the festivities but unfortunately we had to arrange some bail for Nik.
He had an unfortunate incident with a Twin-Tub and an Aardvark.
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Understanding John by Hugh Cron
I have no friends but the words talk to me. They don’t say what I read, they say something else.
When I was young I read what I heard. I was diagnosed as being dyslexic but I ignored everyone and concentrated on listening to the words. I hid in that diagnosis for many years.
Sometimes the words make me smile, sometimes they make me cry but most of all they make me curious.
Skye Jim McKay by Hugh Cron – Warning Adult Content.
I first met Jim when I was working in a food bank. He came in to ask if he could get some food. He was reeking of Buckfast. I told him that he had to be referred.
He laughed, “Take your referral and your food bank and stick them right up, and I mean right up your fucking arse!”
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White Is Best by Hugh Cron. Warning – Strong Adult Content.
I wanted to drink its blood.
Because it never wanted to know me.
But I didn’t bite.
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Impact by Hugh Cron – Adult Content.
“Someone once said that life prepares you for what it throws at you.
Man O’ fuck! That’s a very wise and comforting thought for coping.
Week 250 – Reflection, Rumination and Making Glue From Horses
According to numerology the energy represented by the number 250 resonates with intuition and introspection.
I was not aware of this.
It also resonates with human relationships and recognizes that relationships are the glue that hold things together.
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