Slower Than You’d Almost Want: On Wind Turbines
It feels like glacial movement, like something that is just unnervingly slow, but, you know, it would fuck you up if it hit you.
Hobbies
hobbies
SUMMER CAMERA DIARY SEPTEMBER
Will Simpson on the street.
Meet Your Obituarist
I used to be a microbiologist, now I’m regular size.
Beirut and Time
There's no now
Friday-on-Wednesday Crossword XX: Great Pains
If it were easy it wouldn't be fun.
Microsoft Excel in Contemporary Crime Fiction
‘Right, Mr Holmes,’ Bradshaw said, ‘let’s see what you’ve been hiding.”
Good Riddance, Summer
What a terrible summer it's been.
Dante's Inferno, Canto XIII
IM SO ASHAMED OF DANTE – IM NOT WITH HIM.
WELL – ONLY JUST FOR WORK.