So much can happen, in merely a moment, In merely a moment the whole world can change. Each second, the vulture will flap his wings once, While the hummingbird’s wings will beat seventy times. Each second, the dragonfly flies fifty feet, Four babies are born – and two people die. So much can happen, in … Continue reading
Singleton Awareness Valentine’s Day 2015 It’s time for some submission… Not Fifty Shades of pants, But a personal tradition, Just another one of my rants. Last year’s Valentine’s was painful tripe, So soppy it made me feel sick. The year before that I’d not found my type, And I asked them to stop being thick… … Continue reading
There’s a lot to be said about a suitcase. Sure, it’s ‘just’ a bag, you say, a bigger bag than usual, so you’ve a little extra space. But there’s far more than just space in my suitcase. There might be a black hole or two, but I’ll have you know, My case is humongous, ginormous, … Continue reading
Another romantic poem for you to enjoy… “Valentine’s Day is a Pile of Poo.” Valentine’s Day is a pile of poo, I don’t care who’s in love with you. Consumerist rubbish, that’s all it is. Not a reason to get in a tizz. What presents to buy? All flowers and hearts! Full to the brim … Continue reading
How do you paint a perfect picture? Open my primary school topic book and proudly placed on the very first page is a carefully deliberated sketch of father and daughter. Probably more Picasso than Piranesi, but you had already taught me how to study the world through a viewfinder and etch away at the surface … Continue reading
A romantic poem for a romantic day…. (And they say romance is dead) “To My Valentine.” Roses are thorny, Violets are pants. You can’t win me over With a few rubbish plants. A tacky stuffed bear Is really not smart. Don’t think that this nonsense Is the way to my heart. I’m … Continue reading
On this day in 1918 the hostilities of the ‘war to end all wars’ finally came to an end, but in reality this was only the beginning. In the grounds of the National Memorial Arboretum in Staffordshire, there stands an Armed Forces Memorial dedicated to those who have lost their lives in conflict since the … Continue reading
As previously mentioned several times, I am a university student. Yes I will keep mentioning this because it’s my excuse for everything. I’m allowed to stay in bed all day because I’m a student. I’m allowed to leave the house in my pyjamas because I’m a student. I’m allowed to eat my leftover ‘Kebab Kid’ … Continue reading
Wow. It’s quarter past two and I’m still lying in bed with a beasty mug of tea and a bar of Galaxy; disgusting behaviour. I’d say a good 25-30% of my university life has been spent this way, but it’s really not quite as nice as it sounds. For a start, it’s not like I … Continue reading
As a student of English Literature my patience and passion is sometimes tested as text after text is thrown at me for in-depth analysis. Famous writers I’ve personally never heard of waffle on about very little, and I can find myself asking why on earth I thought an English degree would be an enjoyable experience. … Continue reading
Tricky Pancakes 