Grand National

I made myself do it. After days of avoiding the internet, I made myself look at the pictures of the fallen horses of the Grand National. As suspected, it broke me. I know there are pictures of wider-scale suffering doing the rounds every day, but, for me, as examples of pain that could have been…

The Wall of Death & Other Unlived Lives

I like to think we all have a good few alternative lives inside us. Our minds are too full of wonderful things for the one corporeal life to do us justice. I have quite a few. Like my hippy one. I went to LA when I was sixteen, and came back thinking I would never…