By: Patrick I rarely feel strong bonds to people I have never met, especially not those who were dead before I had even heard of them. Yet the other night, I got this lovely image in my head of the late comedian Bill Hicks and the late writer David Foster Wallace sat in a…
Category: Musings
Boredom
By: Patrick It seems that as a society we do not take boredom very seriously. I recently went to a conference on the theme of boredom, and when I mentioned it to other people, most of them chuckled. “Was it boring?” was the standard response. Fair enough. For most people, boredom as a mood…
A Little Thought
By: Patrick Written 25 April 2012 Fernando Torres broke his long-standing goal drought last night, scoring Chelsea’s winner in a crucial European match. It was interesting to hear the discussions afterwards on the radio. Apparently some psychologists had suggested that his goal drought may be ‘fatal’. It seems interesting that psychologists feel able to…
Introducing ‘Panning for Soul’
By: Patrick I am thirty-one years old. I seem to have reached a stage in my life where I am struggling to find meaning in a lot of things that once seemed so important. Not all things. I do not feel depressed, but rather I am finding that in most crucial areas of my…
Moments
By: Hugin In one of my favourite television programs, Psych, there is a point where the main character asks his father if he thinks it is possible to miss a ‘moment’ in life. His father’s reply is that life is made up of ‘moments’: “you’re having one right now”. I think that’s something that I’m only…
Minisode #1: Flotsam and Jetsam
By: Vague The first time I heard the phrase, ‘Flotsam and Jetsam’, was when I was first reading The Lord of the Rings, where it is the title of a chapter. At least that is how my memory deems it; I may have known of it before, but it certainly stuck in my mind…
Introduction – A Return
By: Vague It is now over a year since I left my ‘proper’ job and ventured, quite literally, into the unknown. I have returned to the shelter I built, to once again spend the Fall out in the woods, along the beaches, across the moors and up the mountains. I started a blog piece a…
Mummy Wow, I’m a Big Boy Now.
By: Will Roberts 4th February 2011 Just caught my reflection in the window. With the blue/white light from my laptop reflected in my glasses I look fucking sinister. I have eaten, predominantly, South African Biltong this evening (ahh, the primal thrill of tearing strips of dried meat with your teeth), I’ve drunk, exclusively, lager and…
RLSH
By: Will Roberts I’m temporarily residing in a grey satellite town, cowering in the shadow of a slag heap in South Yorkshire. Though the mine nearby is still, on paper, a going concern it is one of the countless forced to hand over it’s gift-wrapped testicles to dear old Maggie back in the early…
I’m A Show Off
By: Will Roberts Now I don’t wish to rock the boat, and do stop me if the particular thread I’m picking at here is the one which unravels the cardigan, but I’m currently contemplating something of a quandary and I’m concerned it might be an ‘elephant in the room’ of an issue over which it…