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The start of winter.

The final double handful of red chillies are harvested, along with all the seed heads from mustard “Golden Streaks”, dry as a rattle and placed head down into a small bin bag, to be shaken and slapped and rolled until … Continue reading

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Furniture

I am in a bungalow in Hastings. Wrapped in a garden. A place that’s secret from everyone, literally invisible to everyone. You have to be standing in front of it before you can see it. I’m on a road that … Continue reading

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Works

I’m in the lap of the gods. And we all know how the gods love it, when they have someone’s life wriggling helplessly in their lap. Today the final estimator waved me goodbye halfway through PMQs. I don’t want to … Continue reading

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Choices.

He says: all these things are choices. And I’m like: ok yeah, I know. And he’s like: No, I mean … you make the choice to do this thing differently in order to provoke or begin change.  And you understand … Continue reading

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Barbed wire fence.

So today a tiresome but common thing happened.  I just happened to spot someone I’ve known for years on twitter @-ing Corbyn in support of the group of transphobic women who’ve just (allegedly, lol) mass-quit Labour. And so I block … Continue reading

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The Year of Unthinkable Things.

I would imagine that – all things being equal – I’ll be living outside London for the first time in my life within the next three weeks. After that, things get a bit interesting. I won’t be taking broadband with … Continue reading

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If I wanted to talk about it I wouldn’t have written it down.

An audio version of this post is available here. — London is the love of my life. I have said this elsewhere, in other words in other years: I meant it. I cannot imagine loving a human being in the … Continue reading

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Perfect though

A few days ago, I woke up with a different head. It was not the one I’d gone to bed in. My old head wanted you (nonspecific you, you in general, you singular or plural, you-who-is-not-me) to notice me and … Continue reading

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Time to live.

“I’ve seen things you people wouldn’t believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion.” Mmhmm. “I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate.” Rutger, calm your tits mate. I’ve just been for a walk in … Continue reading

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Glass.

He says: “Write! You must write and you aren’t writing. It’s because you’re worried it won’t be good enough…” And “No,” I interrupt. “It isn’t that. It isn’t that.” I know I’m good. There is no ear to whisper into. … Continue reading

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