The Beginning Of Life?

It is my birthday. I am no longer a young man. It’s official now. It is the birthday that dare not speak its name. The birthday at which life is supposed to begin. I’m unsure about this. It seems the stuff of well-wishers and self-deluders. That said, I don’t feel any different than I did […]

Get lost, grandad

Today is my birthday. There are many cons.  Another year, another hole further on my belt.  Another few empty follicles closer to glabreity.  Another step away from understanding ‘the youth of today’ and what possible rationale they might have for listening to music through the tiny speakers of their mobile phones (last time on the […]

Gerry Hayes

I mostly sit around all day and drink tea. Occasionally, I write stuff and send it to strangers so they can humiliate me and deride 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.