The answer is yes, I’m still here, and yes, it’s still the shittest most absurd job ever. Me and Martin have settled into a fairly comfortable routine of not even attempting to converse with each other. Instead Martin opts...
Category - Observations
I have been looking for work in Bristol for over a month. I have queued up in sweaty recruitment agencies, trawled the internet job sites for eternities, written covering letters dripping and limp with bullshit, printed a...
There is a fete at the Territorial Army Centre just round the corner from our flat on Saturday. I’m excited as it will hopefully provide the opportunity to buy picture frames for the photographs and paintings that sit around...
I don’t have internet in my flat yet and I imagine it will be some time until I do. At the moment, I am using library computers. The man next to me now is wearing very old fashioned headphones; the foam earpieces are...
I found this piece of graffiti at the bottom of the hill near my old college in Swindon, which is incidentally now boarded up and spewing out asbestos and shards of glass on a regular basis. I like it a lot. For...
There are few things in life as satisfying as seeing a dog sticking its head out of a car window – only perhaps the feeling when you find yourself an amazing flat in Bristol after months of postulation, deliberation and...
The other night I went to a crap pub in my crap home town of Swindon and got drunk on crap red wine. The pub is a rock pub and a crap one at that – ordering a bottle of red wine and a glass is not acceptable in this place...