Issue 162

Rosemary Jackson had parents like chestnuts roasting by the fire. Rich accents popped out from small round bodies that had emigrated from somewhere in Middle England. Their daughter was their single joy. Rosemary was of grave demeanor with skin that merited the accolade of peaches and cream, and she had dark lustrous long hair with…

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Mike’s Pith & Wind cont. Fortunately, the musty halls of every single-sex (male) secondary educational institution that ever was, haunted as they inevitably are by variously amusing and resentful, but universally misogynist masters, taught us impressionable acne-faced boys that we could exact a subtle, but satisfying revenge on womankind, employing the very weapon our mothers…

..area of expertise whose utility in the context if the universe is on a par with the politicians and the clergy. It justifies its existence through largely demeaning activities designed to engender a sense of feigned happiness, whilst disguising that its role is to extract the maximum amount of work with the minimum amount of…

Half out of the corner of my mind I heard emerge from the noise matrix of a video installation the phrase ’So many people living without me’. Was it a girl’s voice? I paid little attention and continued my way through the art gallery – being oddly impressed by the soft pendulous glooping of the…

..such a hideous social faux pas that I’ve been known to clench manfully and sit on it for the entire evening, squeaking surreptitiously, no doubt.. But, back to Sleep. At a dinner party the other night I was obliged to pitch my rock opera, The Jellabad Mutant. It’s a palpable deficiency, given the business that…