Tag Archives: Madness

Sweet Jehovah

The world of t-shirt logos can be a very dangerous and disruptive place. It is so very easy to offend with some off hand printed japery. Sometimes these logos are just totally bizarre – obviously created by the mind of a crazy person and worn by similarly unstable individuals.
Walking over the Millennium Bridge this morning […]

A Brush with Hate

Walking down Whitechapel High Street recently I saw an unusual altercation outside the Citroen dealership, the one next to the East London Mosque. There was an incident involving a woman and a street cleaner, a career position now referred to as a ‘Visual Urban Hygiene Technician’. The man with the brush was a filthy looking […]

Knievel’s Evil

Oh boy, was I delighted that my Easter weekend was sound tracked by a very loud shop alarm. This has now been firing off for a week, during the day, and more importantly, during the night. I am not getting much sleep. I have reached the point where I have difficulty discerning what is real […]

Nutter’s Playground

It only takes a little bit of sunshine for all the nutcases in London to come out to play. Oh, won’t you come out to play? It is still bleak mid-winter but we have had a couple of spring-type days, perfect weather to spend a day in the park.
Tramps and nutters awaken in their stinking […]

Hug the Furry Bottle

As part of my Christmas box I was delighted to receive a hot water bottle from my dear old mother. I have never had one before and thought it would be nice to get into bed on a cold winter’s eve and warm my cold weary feet. Luxury. Being far too poor to use the […]

Totally Wired

Yesterday I attended a training course in Victoria (London not Australia). I found the course to be rather irrelevant and wearisome. There were far too many time consuming exercises and not enough theory. However, I do now have a qualification from the Press Association and I did get to spend a day out of the […]

Moooooooo – nage Daydream

3am. I am woken by the sound of mooing. It must be a dream. I fall back to sleep. Again, woken by the sound of mooing. Boy, am I confused. If I lived in the countryside maybe this would be a regular sound. Living on the Mile End Road I am used to people shouting […]

Alone Again Or

I’ve spent a few days by myself now. Seeing as my birthday was here and that. I have no close friends to spend the time with so I spend it alone.
4 days later and I’ve gone a bit mad. bibble bibble. I want mummy!! Madness is goodxxx