Rocking up looking like Kelly Clarkson, circa 2006.
My head literally wants to tear itself off of my own body though.
Help me, heeeeelp, there’s a rabid badger clawing at my scalp! Continue reading Dear Wanker-Hairdresser,
Written in 2014, inspired by Timothy West’s ‘This Gun That I Have in My Right Hand is Loaded’ (1972)
To be used as en example of a really bad radio drama. Continue reading Radio Drama
I don’t remember much about my youth at all – not like Lily does. I could ask her what she had for breakfast on her sixth birthday and she’d be able to tell me exactly how many slices of toast she had, how well-done they were and how many spoonfuls of marmite/jam/marmalade she added. Continue reading Roots
Okay so, ‘Nightline’ is a university-based service that offers, the simple task, of listening. We are a non-advisory, non-directive and non-judgemental service. We keep all calls confidential and never fish for dirty details. We are there for our callers when no-one else can be. Continue reading My Confession
A childrens’ book Continue reading Floppy Fred
Over a year ago I had the strangest dream.
I woke up struggling for air and spent the rest of the day in a haunted fog. The images form last night could not escape my mind. Continue reading Dark Water
Voicemail from Brigitte, received at 7.30am: ‘…just get home in one piece. I can’t wait to hold you.’ Continue reading Pieces