People keep telling me I need to be more “positive”, especially about The Youth. So, fuck you, I will.

This year, implant my dear little niece turns ten. Naturally, medical she’s the finest child to ever wear an iPod and, naturally, […]

Dear Chaps, syringe   It’s been a while since we’ve spoken.  Come to that, gynecologist it’s been a while since your trowel […]

THERE she was at my pantry. Just as bold and bolshie as a runaway train. As a runaway train fuelled by High […]