I learnt about the perfection of moments four years ago Ladies and Gentlemen we are floating in space… and that’s the point. Life is made of moments and this moment, looking over M-i-L and meeting the slightly tired eyes of FJ, was perfect for no reason at all than those moments which preceded it and … Read More

So I was depressed in my late teens, yadadayada etc. And yeah I mean actually depressed as in with a prescription and everything, not that I think that proves a whole lot actually. Anyway, I’m reasonably sure I can count up all sorts of contributing factors that ended up with me snapping into the melancholy … Read More

So it’s a bit early for Yule but given that it’s the last week of term Pagan Soc traditionally do ours early. Thinking about it we’ve had some really corking Yule rituals. The Holly King and Oak King battling it out with sword and axe, the biggest Yule log known to man and this one… … Read More

I love to dance. This may not be my most coherant entry ever. I love to dance. Every is perfect whilst I dance ‘Every thing is going wrong but we’re so happy…’ and everything feels so utterly right. There is a completion there in the event horizon of everyone moving their bodies in time to … Read More

Nicked from MoT via Goat and Aunty Iris: Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title. You took your coat off and stood in the rain Suzanne takes you down to her … Read More