The fat family.
Two men and a woman, all mid-50’s, white hair, podgy faces and bodies.
They moved up to my area recently, currently seated directly facing me two banks of desks away.
I don’t know anything about these people, I’m sure they are lovely, intelligent, hard-working, all that good stuff.
But here’s what I noticed .. they all look exactly the same .. like some sort of clones who have been fed a strict diet of McDonalds.
Face, body, hair … All very similar.
Absolutely no idea .. apart from the fact that they talk non-stop and are constantly stuffing their already fat faces.
Do you think that they are good people are bad people?
Get real for fucks sakes!
How can you possibly make such a decision on so little information?
Of course they are good people, holding down a job, earning a living for their families.
Even if it is just the one family! 🙂
But don’t confuse being fat or old or grey with being incapable.
That would only say more about you than them.
As I said, I didn’t mean to kill her.
I didn’t know her, there was no malice, I was only defending myself.
Okay, maybe I did defend myself more than I should have, but it wasn’t meant to happen.
She kept hitting me for fucks sake. What was I meant to do?
As I told the other officer, we had only met that night although we had been chatting on the phone for a few weeks.
No sex wasn’t mentioned, not on the phone and it wasn’t even mentioned in the pub, but to be fair, there was some implicit undertones when I asked her if she wanted to come back to mine.
Yes I was surprised when she said yes. Quite taken aback to be honest. We’d had a few kisses and then a bit of a snog, but I didn’t think she’d come back to mine never mind spend the night. Continue reading “Wolf – Consent?”
He’s gonna free fall
Out into nothing
Gonna leave this world
For a while
Now he’s free, free fallin’
Sad to hear of the sudden death of Tom Petty today. I can’t honestly say I was his biggest fan as he was a little before my time.
But good music lives forever, it’s melody and message touches people in ways they never expected.
Take me and the boys playing Free Fallin’, such a simple tune to play, repetitive but mesmerising.
It’s the kind of song that you get lost in and when you find your groove you never want to end and we’d play on well past any reasonable duration just because it feels good, looking at each other and knowing we’ve overdone it but don’t want to stop.
To create that magic so simply takes a special kind of talent.
Free, free fallin’.
Chrissie Hynde surveyed the room before her, a sell-out of 3000 souls all seated expectantly in the Glasgow Royal Concert hall.
“It’s not the Barralands, is it?” She quipped before bursting into her first song Alone, the title track from her new album.
My brother Duncan and I smiled at each other and with a quick look at the mostly grey heads in front and all around us, we had to agree. Continue reading “Alone With #ThePretenders?”
I didn’t mean to kill her.
Honestly I didn’t mean it at the time and I didn’t have any plans to do so before we met or at any point over our short time together.
I had only met Katy that night for heavens sake. I barely knew her, why would I want to kill her?
Yes I wanted to fuck her, she’s an attractive woman. But this was a first date. I didn’t even have sex on my mind never mind murder.
We had been speaking for ages before we met. Getting to know each other.
Chatting on the phone most nights until we fell asleep. Chatting most mornings while she lay in bed and I was on my commute.
I think that was over a period of about three weeks since our first online hello on match.com to our first date
No there wasn’t any sex talk. I’m not like that. I think if you’re looking for a relationship rather than a fuck then sex talk is inappropriate before you meet.
Not that I’m against it. I like sex talk and mutual masturbation while you can’t be together.
But most decent women would probably be offended and run a mile if you asked them if they liked it up the ass before you’d even bought them dinner.
Why did it take so long to meet? Continue reading “Wolf – Unintentional?”
I’m sure like me, you have many songs that take you back to people and places in your life, happy times, sad times, the best and worst of times. Moments that we treasure and wish that we could live again and moments that we wish we could forget.
Sometimes, years after the event, we are getting on with our day, the radio on in the background and a song comes on that reminds us of happy times, it makes us feel good and we smile at the memories that come flooding back.
Sometimes, it’s the opposite, a song that reminds us of sad times. That takes our breath away and puts a tear in our eyes. Continue reading “A Prayer For The Living? #Oasis”
Q – So why did you and the band split up Robbie?
A – Well .. I don’t know … musical differences I guess.
He was hardly going to say that he’s a bit of an arrogant selfish prick, tired of playing second fiddle to the more talented Gary and wanting more attention.
You could swap those names for Liam / Noel or even John / Paul.
But is it arrogant or selfish to want to move on to different things, to leave the old behind and try a new challenge?
If you’ve ever felt bored or unappreciated in a job or a relationship and wanted to move on because what you have isn’t working and you feel that you’d be more appreciated elsewhere, does that make you a bad person?
Of course it doesn’t.
The problem occurs because when you leave people behind they can feel hurt or let down in whatever context you’ve split.
How many times have you seen friends or family in a relationship that’s broken or stale and it goes on like that for a while because they care about what they had and have a lot of time invested in each other. But eventually something has to give.
Continue reading “Musical Differences? … Change and Resentment.”