“You have quite phlogisticated the atmosphere Damian, would you please be quiet.” Rodney had a habit of ejaculating putdowns that no-one, but he, could understand. Damian rolled his eyes and tried to continue “If you don’t stop talking soon” Rodney endured, “I shall have to ask the servants to remove you.” 1,099 more words
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So what does the future hold? Who knows. It’s a funny one, because part of me feels like the world is my oyster and I can do as I please, but the other part feels frantic about being homeless and not knowing what I’m going to do when I get back to the UK. 416 more words
It was back in October 2015 that I previously featured The Flatmates on the blog. It was part of a year-long series looking at bands who had featured on the C86 triple-CD issued by Cherry Red Records in which I gave as much of a bio as I could from what I’d been able to glean while saying lots of positive things about their debut single I Could Be In Heaven. 464 more words
A knock on the door.
Why am I sat on the floor?
I’m not sure.
No, I haven’t done much today
but unlike you, at least I got dressed. 182 more words