Ahh the blog, hello.
I'm back to my old irritating form, scraping out some wit for an unspecified reason before I make the short walk home to collapse in bed ready for tomorrow's head on collision with the inevitable bout of the flu I can feel coming on.
Just felt like I had to drive that post about my dad to the bottom of the page. It's a bit rude isn't it.
Yeah, so life is complicated. I'm in Newcastle. I'm a bit lonely but I'm getting by busking; getting paid to watch films in the Tyneside Cinema and getting cups of tea with friends.
Seen the odd crack head on a bus wielding a knife. Oh and a racially motivated fist and foot fight outside the cinema, in the appropriately sad rain.
Sorry, that's all you get.
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So sad, so sad. I lost my job... but I can't sing a good song. J O
What? Huh? What happened?
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