Birds: Real or Not?

A digital illustration of a raven-like bird with mechanical parts

You know, it's a funny thing, this whole "birds aren't real" idea. I mean, if they're not real, what exactly is that chirping in the morning, right outside my window? It's like a proper mystery, that is.And when you see one of those little fellas darting past you in the park, you can't help but … Continue reading Birds: Real or Not?

British Bloodlines Unraveled

Porta cabin on fire due to Tory negligence which I made up just a moment ago... post-truth truth baby

A wee fraction of my forebears, strictly along the paternal line, hailed from the continent of Europe.Yet the rest of my lineage is overwhelmingly British and Irish, one might say.And do I concern myself with this? Not much, for it has not bestowed upon me riches or contentment. I still meander through life, seeking some … Continue reading British Bloodlines Unraveled

British European vs Tory Party

A man on a bicycle ride away on a European road with a floating corrupted union flag haunting him forever

I've blurted it out, finally! No worries about getting thrown in the slammer for saying it.Right now, I'm feeling prouder to be a British European than a little Englishman.Forget about politics; it's just a fact that I was born on the European continent.I can't fathom why some of the daftest folks around think that Britain … Continue reading British European vs Tory Party

Just Stop…

A creepy looking magician man is pulling the blonde mask from a woman with dark hair's face, probably a sexual abuser

Oil, a precious substance, holding ancient carbon from Earth's distant past. A past that knew hotter and drier times.Weather used to be unpredictable, making farming a real challenge.Food would become scarce, leaving us with what?Brexit Britain seems to be on a hunger strike because a few wealthy troublemakers wanted chaos. Farage, Johnson, Mogg, Truss, Raab, … Continue reading Just Stop…

Candid Reflections of an Aging Soul

Mellow CGI image of a golden droplet of wee wee hitting the side of a tasteful brown toilet bowl, close up

Back in the day, I used to hit up music festivals, quite a while back, really. They were wild, full of noise and chaos, and honestly, I didn't quite dig 'em.Stuff went up high, and I just wanted to chill. Even a storm couldn't change my mind; it seems people don't have much influence anymore.Doesn't … Continue reading Candid Reflections of an Aging Soul