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Category Archives: crude satire
a proper blog post
A PROPER BLOG I said to myself, Titchmarsh, you fucking prat, for he had landed on the mat with his neatly swept back hair and complacent smile, arms folded, with words from SunLife we are meant to imagine him saying: … Continue reading
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searching for vibrant, august 2017
(and isn’t it infuriating how they keep turning adjectives into pretentious nouns?) I wrote about my search for the epic, vibrant South Bank here: new outrage in SE1. I’ve been there a few times since, always hopeful. The mix of heritage … Continue reading
Posted in and the city, crude satire, hilarious, language, walks
Tagged St John's, vibrant, Waterloo
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Icons in SE1
David ‘Born to Dare’ Beckham is currently appearing, in rotation with various “punks” for Brewdog, on a monument, a stainless steel hoarding near the Imax roundabout in Waterloo which serves to block off the view of the National Theatre, those … Continue reading
Posted in and the city, crude satire, hilarious, language, walks
Tagged St John's, vibrant, Waterloo
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deck chair knee jerk
Some time last year the Minister for Transport, whoever that was and what ever the department is now called, rejected the Mayor of London’s request that more suburban rail services be added to the Overground network and no longer be … Continue reading
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new outrage in SE1
I’ve been thinking about writing about this for a few weeks now. And I’ve got the photos. I can’t decide whether it’s a completely cynical project by developers who maybe controlled and perverted the intentions of all those who took … Continue reading
Posted in community politics, crude satire, gardens, in the City
Tagged epic, phormiums, Shell development, St John's, vibrant, Waterloo
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back on familiar ground
see also remembering and forgetting, the bombing of Dresden I was soon back home on familiar ground, where the obligation to remember certain things in certain ways grows ever stronger. Mrs May is outraged that the England football team is not … Continue reading
Posted in and the city, crude satire, history, politics, war
Tagged Bomber Harris, Germany, poppies, war memorials
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scum
Shakespeare’s history plays. 1315. The middle of the Hundred Years War. Henry V, uneasy in his possession of the English throne, because his father killed Richard II to get it, has decided to assert once more an old family claim … Continue reading
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At Vodnikov Dom 6 the way up, cars, entitlement.
I approached Vodnikov Dom through the narrow valley of the Mostnica. Within a wooded valley is a narrow gorge of roundly sculpted limestone where the water runs green and deep. Then further up the valley, past a refuge/restaurant where shiny … Continue reading
Posted in crude satire, history, politics, mountains, flowers, landscapes, walks
Tagged cars, Joey, slovenia
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On urinating
The first sign that something is afoot comes as I approach Blackfriars Bridge on friday afternoon on the way home from work and see a regiment of portaloos. When Gerry told me about the crowds for Chelsea’s triumphant parade he … Continue reading
Posted in community politics, crude satire, diary, hilarious
Tagged Putting Down Roots
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jubilee
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