Arts treehugs comedy politics life. Flag-waving humanist, writing student, interested in everything.
Greeks are chanting about 1973, Scousers are graffiti-ing about 1974. #newsnight
Lost art. #streetart #liverpool
Seagull eating a pigeon outside Open Eye gallery on Wood St. (Distant, not gruesome close-up.)
Anyway, enough of this deadening talk. Here's a nice picture by Laurence Paydot.
I have fun with my veg. #slownight
More #streetart in that style from the other day.
Not writing. #doodle
#StreetArt: Don't tell anyone. #liverpool
However you vote in the #AV referendum, in local elections, don't vote for the #BNP. #no2av #yes2av
Mello. One of those places I'm forever thankful for.
What the fuck, Bacardi?
I'm in the garden under a blanket with chocolate eggs & red wine and this dude. (His bitch is in the bushes.)
Lambs I met whilst walking the dogs. The scaredy Bear thought them worth a woof. They returned only a bemused look.
Lemon & Blueberry Drizzle, fo' shizzle. I love you, Mello.
Here is what I mean by 'scales', as modelled by the truffles in the bottom of my Divine egg.
Fish on a wall coming out of Huddersfield
In warm breeze at pavement table outside ex-garage cafe slipping friend's copy of through Robert Minhinnick poems.
So women never win Booker, they marry it. Because they're ladies. Fuck off with your patronising sexist crap.
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