Tag Archives: Oldham
Dylan, dogs and the Devil
The gale force wind had calmed a little, though the evidence remained. Everywhere the verges were strewn with debris, as if an automotive bridal procession had just passed by, the bridesmaids strewing branches. Late, as usual, stress kept me company … Continue reading
Posted in Art, jaunts & going out, Britain now & then
Tagged books, dogs, ephemera, forgery, illustration, letterpress, Oldham, Poetry, post-industirial England, printing, small press
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A man walks into a bar. . . Pub conversation, Zambia-style
Football. It’s a universal language – well except in the USA of course. (What’s that? That other game they play with the pointy ball that isn’t rugby? American football. Doh.) Anthro-man walks into a bar. In Zambia. ‘Hello, how are … Continue reading
MEMOIRS OF A HUSK 