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reading in an infinity pool so you can look out over the sea like you’re in the top-flight in the battle against relegation previous flatmates have all been musicians or creatives of some sorts and I would love to keep it that way … Continue reading

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The Retail Park

i. He had the dates 1914 ~ 1918 shouldered (?) on the side of his cab bit at the front on the door and an airbrushed picture of a face beneath it that had been done very nicely It had … Continue reading

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The Student Experience

The Student Experience A decade and a half after the milliennium in the summer we all had done so well that we threw up our rental hat in the air in a photo and hand on hip stood with mum and … Continue reading

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Outdoors in Black and White

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Interiors in Black and White

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Colours of Nunhead and Helsinki

 

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W.G. Sebald on the art of writing

From W.G. Sebald’s essay ‘Death draws nigh, time marches on. Some remarks on Gottfried Keller,’ in his collection of essays A Place in the Country. The art of writing is the attempt to contain the teeming black scrawl which everywhere threatens … Continue reading

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