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WELCOME TO OUR FLAT SHARE   Mandy likes to sit on her rug. But she’s naked. She knows that. And Mike is our television man; loves the football day and night. What if I want to watch something else? Then … Continue reading →

Desmond Dekker, his wife Margaret and niece Charlotte liked to get their tops off and crispen their skins down Lowestoft way. Big ships and little ships vied for attention on the horizon but Desmond liked to watch Margaret’s torpedo breasts … Continue reading →

Quiet now, the night is cold and black, Sleep now, The Knight waits to attack, They mass behind, they storm and plunder, The giant evil birds, the filthy scalded cats, Tombstone tenants, faces racked by thunder. Hope shines through the … Continue reading →

Susan is a narcissist. I’m mad about her too, but once I dared to say ‘you’re only in love with yourself.’ She replied ‘wouldn’t you be, if you looked like me?’ I said ‘that would mean we looked like each … Continue reading →

‘Oh, lone is the path that turns its head, that coils the slopes, and reaches unseen peaks.’ A ramble no more amongst congested city parks, devils careering on wheelie boards, arses slung from low-hung jeans, bins stocked full with detritus: … Continue reading →

KOJAK Hello, Detective, where are you going? Call me Theo Theo, that’s a nice name Yes it is Is that your lollypop? Yes it is It looks sweet Yes it is I want you Yes you do I love you … Continue reading →

MESSAGE TO YOU Message 704 I think it’s imagining your hands that keeps me listening: fingers fair and tapered, palms smooth and dry, your sure confident grip sensitive yet subtly sensual. Your voice is a more obvious hook; it’s an … Continue reading →

JAZZ ROCK The cry of a trumpet: ‘I beseech you to go JAZZ’, it says and the spiky tail rocker transforms into a giant, pubic fuzz ball. ‘You is scrambling my brain in pussy weed, my horny friend,’ says the … Continue reading →

DEAL OR NO DEAL The problem with you Brenda is you – you’re your own worst enemy. It was comments like this that made Brenda feel a little mad. Not because she felt insulted or crazy, but because she didn’t … Continue reading →