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…
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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…