Executive decision here at Doubtpuppet Towers. I am suspending my blog until I’ve published my poetry book. And that might not even be very long in theory but we shall see. Put it this way, if I don’t suspend the blog it will never happen! The last year of my life has been a sick … More How Do You Solve a Problem Like Verbal Diarrhoea?
Do you think you led a good life? Do the others think so too? Did you add a touch of sunlight, to the rooms you wandered through? Did you value other people, over eminence and things? Did your kindness at least equal, all your arrows and your slings? Did you sell your … More Afore Ye Go
Shadow embryos, half-sparks, would-be sons and daughters, flirting with my focus, aching to be courted, waiting to be watered, to put down some roots, to put up some shoots, to grow branches and fruits, to hook in passers-by, to look into my mind’s eye, to milk me till I’m dry, to drink down my poison, so they in … More Contagion
Games Without Frontiers – Peter Gabriel: (In the incredibly unlikely event that Peter Gabriel’s reading this, pleeeeeeeeeease consider changing it to “if looks can kill they probably will” – thank you sir.)
Yes, in my bid to win the “saddest bastard on the planet” award, I have actually been watching The Eurovision Song Contest. Don’t judge me. I can feel your judgement. I don’t care – it kinda reminds me of happy times in the 70s, even if it is a big steaming pile of poo these days. It … More Eurovision
You mess with the bull, you get the horns. Mongolian throat singing – 2 random Mongolian dudes: You’ve disappointed me deeply tonight. Look what you made me POST? Look what you’re DOING TO US? Frankly, I don’t know if I can recover from this. I hope you’re all happy with yourselves. You’ve let the blog … More Mongolian Throat Singing
I can do this forever. It’s your time you’re wasting. Men of Harlech – the Caerphilly Male Voice Choir: