Postcard from Lille Part 59
I’m at my Utopia, a community in the jungle that I have supported, a place of peace and harmony between peoples. It has been trashed. The Utopians have fought amongst themselves, wrecked the place and [more…]
I’m at my Utopia, a community in the jungle that I have supported, a place of peace and harmony between peoples. It has been trashed. The Utopians have fought amongst themselves, wrecked the place and [more…]
Most people will be familiar with Ailsa Craig as the big rock on the horizon during the ferry journey between Loch Ryan in Galloway and Ulster. It stands as a sentinel at the seaward end [more…]
I’m sitting at the edge of a thinning of the rainforest. My two tail-end Charlies are squatted beside me having just returned from an evening recce. Our other companions are making camp for the night, [more…]
Readers fresh to GP may not be aware but I produced a stunning series some while ago, exclusively for the discerning readers of this blog (the others, you know who you are, mostly ignored it). [more…]
Scammer (for it is she): “Hello Sir, I’m calling about the accident you had recently which wasn’t your fault” Grimy Miner: “Yes”? S: “Can you tall me something about the accident”? GM: “Well lass, Ah [more…]
A funny thing happened on the way to Lille university. Funny for the rest of us but not so funny for my wife. She got stuck in the Metro’s automatic doors. They closed on her [more…]
You have to hand it to them. To politicians and journalists in the pockets of worldwide big money. They know exactly what they are doing – and the world succumbs. “Even when the squirrel really [more…]
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