I'm going up over yonder, Take some time to wander, Then sit down and ponder. I'm so in love with Rhonda. I'd gladly swop me tractor for a Zonda. Or...
Are you always a bit too late? Usually settle for the second rate? Find yourself booted through the garden gate? Dangled by life like a piece of bait...
I suspect that 'eccentric' appearance or behaviour these days is often manufactured to create an effect, but my childhood experience of these things...
The classroom was virtually unchanged from when the school was built in 1905. Pairs of oak desks ascended in tiers like a small lecture theatre. They...
I woke up with a brain in smog. Muzzle like a rabid dog. Stumbled down into the bog. Sat for a while, without a log. Legs creaking; a rusty cog. The...
