Day: January 10, 2007
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Sometimes things talk to me
Sometimes the house talks to me; it tells me tales of it’s youth in an austere post-war Britain; it talks to me about the excitement…
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At the end of the road
I’ve never lived at the end of the street; well; my parents house is, but it’s an odd end of the street – it’s a…
100% Dumbass
For the *third* time since I got this job I’ve got my shifts wrong; always with the turning up for an early when I’m not…