June 2011
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Jun 21st
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Jun 21st
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Jun 21st
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Jun 15th
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Birds, frogs, buckets
The rain, the rain! How it came, came! The rain, the rain! The day was a write-off I wrote myself home And looking out the window, saw The rain, the rain! How it came, came! The rain, the rain! The plum tree gave part-shelter To a soaked-through starling, Preening between the branches. The rain, the rain! How it came, came! The rain, the rain! The honeysuckle shook beads From its...
Jun 12th
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Soil
The rain took a break, so We went out to explore Events beyond our defence. On the other side of the garden Where the unflattering wasteland lies, The diggers had left their mark on the ground: Cavities dug deeper than trenches; Their lining revealing a tranche of dereliction and decay. Bricks and mortar, bricks and stone; Bricks and broken pottery, Bricks and broken bone. It looked a...
Jun 10th
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Jun 10th
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Jun 10th
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Jun 10th
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Jun 10th
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Bacon was had for breakfast Leaving only corn flakes for tea And this really messed him up. 
Jun 5th
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Jun 3rd
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No Barbarian →
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Jun 1st
May 2011
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GEORDIE SHORE LEXICON
Game as badgers simile used to describe individuals with an insatiable sexual appetite In there like swimwear simile used to convey one’s yearning to mingle and copulate If you’re from Middlesbrough you might as well be from Mars territorial turn of phrase to emphasise one’s geordie credentials/place of birth Mince around like horse soup v. to flirt conspicuously and in a...
May 30th
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May 24th
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May 24th
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May 13th
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I took the tube back to the centre
I took the tube back to the centre And from Victoria caught the bus. Leaving the suburbs’ sprawling lights and dregs of motor oil We chased the M4 back South West And, dissecting Berkshire, saw them, Stacked across the sky, mingling amidst the stars: Flashing dots of brilliance, waiting patiently to land. And somewhere far behind us You had taken off. Sat aboard one of those flashing...
May 11th
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SCOOP! SCOOP! Morrissey loves life, especially... →
‘Never meet your heroes’ - a phrase I’ve heard a hundred times, maybe less, maybe more. Following Dermot O’Leary’s recent interview with one notoriously divisive curmudgeon, it’s apparent that this maxim certainly applies if your hero happens to be one Steven Patrick Morrissey. Surely anyone who’s anyone in music knows that anything Mozza says ought to be...
May 9th
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Cowboys & Indians →
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May 9th
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