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Selection of articles written between 2005 and today.

  • The Cricket World Cup Final

    “GO ON!! ILL FUCKING HAVE YEA! ILL FUCKING DECK YEAH” “Will some one please call the police”, Helen turned to the crowd in the pub, by which time had all backed away in stunned silence. “Barry has finally lost it.” Steven, an old mate of mine, was caressing the wound on the back of his… Read more

  • I Wanna Have Your Babies – Natasha Bedingfield

    BigMac moaned, his stick was too short. He couldn’t reach the wet mat of infected flesh that burned in the small of his back. He released the mop and it stayed where it was, wedged between his smooth hide and the flattened mattress. He moaned again, a deep sonorous low, like a ships foghorn emerging… Read more

  • The Man Who – Travis

    Fucking. It’s all I could see through all the smoke. Fucking. A mound of flesh and limbs writhing and surging with ecstasy. It was the smell that burnt my nostrils. Out of the haze I could make out a huge rock of hash, maybe a few meters high. Once in a while a scrawny ginger… Read more

  • Why a ‘Bloggers Code of Conduct’ is a bad idea

    Paul Walch of Segala, asks ‘Do we want a code for blogs?’ This question has arisen due to the Kathy Sierra controversy, the case of the online harassment of an O’Reily writer by an anonymous group of commenters, at a blog created specifically for uncensored criticism. Very quickly the ‘blogosphere’ divided into two camps, those… Read more

  • The Future of E-Books

    An article by Mike Elgan in Computer World Magazine, laying the boot into e-books, has sparked a surprisingly intelligent discussion on Digg. According to Elgan, e-books are bound to fail because.. They aren’t cheaper – both the hardware and content are more expensive Content is available on other platforms (e.g.: PC) People love paper books… Read more

  • The Curious Incident – Mark Haddon

    ’I miss him.’ Maybe it’s not that I miss him. I guess I just miss sleeping next to someone. You know, it’s not even that.. I just sort of miss having somebody thinking about me. Somebody to cuddle. Someone I could give a damn about. Maybe I just miss saying I love you. He wasn’t… Read more