Tag: age
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Talking about Brexit – mostly
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Old Heads Podcasts
Me and a mate chatting – some people think it’s a bit funny – it’s a lot more than that . . . . . Click the pic to hear the Old Heads podcasts on the Tafftown website
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Call me a novelist
(This is a personal note to myself – please ignore.) I’m a writer. There’s no doubt about that, as you would see if you bothered to explore my website. It’s mostly about writing and most of it has been written – by me of course. Problem is ‘writer’ is too wide a term to be […]
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Old Heads at the Apothecary Cardiff
Related Posts:Creative Cardiff Interview
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This just happened
A big black fly fell dead from the sky. It hit me in the eye. This isn’t a lie. ***** (Here’s the proof)
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The Thing about Jill
Extract from Work in Progress novel – The Flying Boy Audio here: Transcript below: You. You.You. It’s all about you isn’t it? Yes of course, you think. Who else is it going to be about? There is only you, in your life anyway. Is that sociopathic? Or some kind of pathic? You only know about […]
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Cannabis is so much stronger than it was in the sixties?
Cannabis is so much stronger than it was in the sixties? Short answer is: No, cannabis is not so much stronger than it was in the sixties. How do I know? Easy, I was there then and I’m here now. I started smoking cannabis on April 20th 1968 when I was sixteen. They say that […]
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Something New
There seems to be nothing there, but there are the uncountable billions of past experiences in this or other lives. Then there are the uncountable possibilities of future experiences plus of course the endless experiences occurring now. And out of this nothing something new has to emerge . . .
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This is it
This, of course, is to no one. This is just me babbling in the dark, somewhere in the depths of the universe. This is no where. I am no one. But – things go on, around me, inside me, in other places I can’t imagine right now but may become known, in a small way, […]
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Sister Liz – a new acrylic painting 1000mm x 1200mm
Same size and type of canvas as Namaste but different orientation Also see Pandora Related Posts:Sam – New PaintingMosaic #81022 New Painting
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Lord Harry for the ZX Spectrum
One from the archives – a game I wrote for the Spectrum in 1983 Might do a T Shirt or a painting or both based on this
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An Ordinary Bloke writes about the End of The Sixties
The Sixties are finally ending. The signs are everywhere. The characters that populate the sixties of our shared imagination are shuffling off their mortal coils faster than newly elected politicians shrugging off their promises. It won’t be long before finding a genuine sixties survivor will be almost as impossible as getting an honest Tory to […]
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An Ordinary Bloke writes about (not) being vegan
I’m just an ordinary bloke and I used to be a vegan. Is that a contradiction? Can you be a vegan and be ordinary? Can an ordinary bloke even be a vegan? What’s ordinary about being vegan? Well, it used to be impossible to be thought of as being ordinary and a vegan at the […]
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wednesday, march 4, 1998
radical writers gather at the dylan thomas centre on wednesday night in early march during st david’s week also known as ty llen in the maritime sector of swansea. with nigel jenkins, who says ‘i’m just a gower farm boy’ and ‘i make bugger all from my writing’, others discuss cabbage soup, and mike jenkins […]
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Time Revisited
(i) As the planets roll I am caught in a bubble on the sub-atomic motorway Trundling at the speed of light there is only one view, an overall that covers all and warms this creature All the magic of all the ages is contained in my pocket. (ii) The balls of our vision roll as […]
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An Ordinary Bloke writes about Aliens, Drugs and the Nature of Reality
Here’s an audio recording of this piece – text below: Yesterday, after a breakfast of tea and toast with tahini and yeast extract we went to the Farmers’ Market to buy organic vegetables. We’ve been going to the market for years and once ran a stall there selling our own handmade soap and body products, […]
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Reviewing the Evidence
Reviewing the evidence he just walked up to me as if it was an hour ago my legs were shaking Oh he sang better than you. It’s gonna bring tears to your eyes, I promise you I’m just practising, excuse me Yes I still want that Falls asleep ’til about 9 o’clock Tell-tale signs New […]
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The Flying Boy – Work in Progress extract
A short passage of work in progress from ‘The Flying Boy’ (one of the novels I’m working on) There was a girl once, almost fifty years ago, at the end of the sixties, beginning of the seventies. You were seventeen or eighteen; she was a year or two younger. She played a guitar and sang […]
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Captive (Short Story)
“This too must pass.” These words have helped me in my long ordeal. They ring in my head like a mantra almost every minute that I’m stuck here in this God-forsaken pit of a room. If I divide the days into hours and the hours into minutes and the minutes into seconds and think only […]