Category Archives: Autobiographical

A Song For Each Decade

If every 10 years you spent alive had to be accompanied by a solitary anthem, what tunes would you choose for the soundtrack of your life thus far? Obviously it’s an absolute nightmare of a question; there’s way too many … Continue reading

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Otherwise Occupied

Yuppies, maybe? Wealthy types, anyway. Definitely bourgeois. That’s one thing that’s an absolute certainty. They might be a family; working dad, in his 40’s or 50’s, away a lot of the time because his job makes a lot of demands … Continue reading

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Don’t Ever Dream, Dennis

Was Dennis excited? You bet your sweet ass he was. He had never been to see his beloved Barcelona play, and by chance had finally been given the opportunity to do so; mere days before they took on AC Milan … Continue reading

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Birthday Bash

She may be a jolly good fellow, but she’s nowhere to be seen. A great big party laid on in Sinéad’s honour; champagne, balloons, firecrackers, the works. Family wrangled in from all over to toast the occasion. Her mother had … Continue reading

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Blarney about Blarney’s

After 6 months in Berlin, I’m feeling pretty well-ensconced in my surroundings, and nowhere more so than a little pub in Kreuzberg by the name of Blarney’s. As the name implies, this is an Irish bar, but don’t let that … Continue reading

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Character Analysis

A curious figure, but with less to him than meets the eye. Arrogant, disagreeable, opinionated, irritable, possessing of a quick temper and a slow wit, this is an individual who since birth has been spoilt and endlessly indulged. As a … Continue reading

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A mossy life

Mossie hated the Child. The Child pulled at his fur, grabbed at his legs, poked at his eyes… The Child was rough. Far too rough. Mossie loved his Master though, and his Master loved the Child. So Mossie bore it … Continue reading

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