Stare Into Space

I thought I had more time

Yesterday, my daughter took a cook book from the shelf in the kitchen and sat down in the sitting room to have a look. I went with her.
“What’s this?” she enquired.
“It’s a recipe book that tells you how to cook things,” I said.
“Why?” she asked. She’s still in the why-stage. Inquisitive little [...]

Bad news for the Chickens

Despite what I said below, in a politician-like U-turn, Mrs. Jimmy Page’s Trousers now seems much less convinced about the plight of the chickens and the benefits of buying something that hasn’t lived in a vast warehouse, wobbling on its feeble little legs lest it plonk down and burn its arse on its own and [...]

Chicken bandwagon

Huge Firmly-Witterstein has been on the telly for the last two nights showing the masses the horrors of battery chickens and the nasty life they have before they end up in our pots and our poo. Many probably knew this already but fair play to him for trying his best to get people to [...]

Isn’t Erdinger lovely?

Isn’t it though? In all of it’s delicious and different guises. Yummy.
I’ve had some. Tasty, scrumptious nectar. Erdinger. Yummy, yummy Erdinger. If the Erdinger people are reading and want to present me with some sort of promotional package, they can reach me at trousers (at) jimmypagestrousers.com. If they’re [...]

I’d like to be under the sea

Ok, my dreams are becoming a little worrying. Last night, I dreamed that some friends were having a bit of a party. It was a fine affair with booze aplenty and there seemed much merriment. There were a few famous musos there and I remember noting them, although I can’t remember who [...]

Gerry Hayes

Gerry Hayes

I mostly sit around all day and drink tea. Occassionally, I write stuff and send it to strangers so they can humiliate me and debase my efforts. Other than the self-harm to dull the shame of failure, it's not a bad life. Like I say, there's tea.

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