Here are some photos taken at various places I stayed on holiday in the UK and Ireland in 2001. See if you can find the jar of Vegemite hidden in each one!
an angel dressed in white stands with poise, smile a tender light the murmurs start to grow she’s fairly skipping down the aisle in joyous flight and her heart won’t slow there stands her shining knight turns his head, awestruck by the sight seeds of love were sown they’ve been waiting for this day their whole lives and now they… Read more →
pusher calls up through a squawk box… tells me he’s got me lined up for the trip tank i’ve him to thank. Kelly’s down but 3 joints later, 90 feet high like four weeks away from home watch fluid level drop lose too much but I’ll get by isolated yet not alone call you; before the trip tank overflows don’t… Read more →
SMS me your TLC get my URL from an FTP use your GSM and DVD if you have the time RSI my ears with MTV fill CD-R’s with your MP3 high BPM or RNB shorten to the sublime turn on CNN from the USA see new POV on JFK was it the KKK or CIA? it’s easy not to see… Read more →
a day in the life of quadruple-o-six the undercover pickle bean arrived at the scene of a heinous crime in his customary suit of green the officer in charge had the fairy bread impounded he turned to bean with a frown “that conniving fly has been at it again, you can see some of the freckles… Read more →
she’s a haunted girl but haunted in a way that makes her feel at home walks a trodden path, worn with care and age she’s got a ghost beside her – spirit of the world she’s got the ghost around her like the shell surrounds a pearl the vaunted walls are vaunted in a way that makes her feel at… Read more →
Witness the depths of my shameless geek era, in the form of my old university homepage.
She used to be a school girl Worked her butt off and did pretty darn well Doesn’t know the meaning of “slacking off” But when she parties – she’s bound to get quite sloshed She’s a hockey playing girl Quite short – maybe you’ve noticed Finds it tough to change light bulbs and things But it doesn’t stop her kicking… Read more →
Hark! I hear the mosquito zapper industriously keeping flesh from bite The barbecue smells nice and the meat is ready but my mind is not on food But what’s just walked into my line of sight You ask if I would like some onion, and I guess that would be alright I squirt the sauce but miss the hot dog… Read more →
hindsight shows to me the most sobering scene when you still can’t work it out … the pain come self-esteem and now you’ve lost it all – escaped what you’re looking for to fill the void will not be found by looking down at the footsteps that you’ve made small comfort says to me “it’s really not your fault” terror… Read more →