Posted on October 31st by Dean.CommentsOne day I'll tell you about my chin, but not now. Last night I returned from visiting Bristol and Bath, the western reaches, golden land of my mis-spent youth. A ...
Posted on October 25th by Dean.CommentsLong long ago, on top of a tall mountain they called Crystal Palace, there grew up a boy child who collected spiderwebs. Each morning, going from bush to bush, tree ...
Posted on October 22nd by Dean.CommentsI've been awake fifteen minutes, and listening to a song I wrote yesterday, or more accurately, finished yesterday. The chords have been shaping around a D retune for a few ...
Posted on October 20th by Dean.CommentsI remember watching a backgammon game when I was twenty and asking a friend of mine whether it was worth learning. He had been playing all afternoon, and ...
Posted on October 19th by Dean.CommentsLast time I took on a behemothic theme it was Death. I struggled with it, wrestling at the cliff top; and by the end of the month, I was ...
Posted on October 18th by Dean.CommentsJohn Allanson was ahead of his time. He was an interesting chap from South Norwood, pleasant, enterprising, and a real David Bowie fan. When he was 17 he saved up ...
Posted on October 17th by Dean.CommentsAlthough the site of well coordinated decor and hygenic bathroom and kitchen surfaces can produce in me a glow of contentment and an expression of satisfaction you might find ordinarily ...
