The Kids Of Today Will Never Understand
Kids today will never get it, and I know that sounds proper old, like I’m one bad knee away from moaning about the cold. But fuck me, life was different then, Hull was rough…
My Brain Has Better WiFi on Paper
Ask me face to face what’s going on, I’ll say, “I’m sound” then waffle on. Make some joke, scratch my beard, change the subject, disappear. It’s not that I’ve got nowt to say, my…
The Weekend Goblin Committee
My autistic brain says, “Quiet night, mate. Please. Joggers on, phone off, and leave me in peace.” ADHD goblin kicks the door like he owns the bloody place, with a bottle of JD in…
Built Like a Comeback
I look at the world like a dodgy old van, if it rattles too loud, I’ll still make a plan. Bit of tape, bit of swearing, bit of stubborn pride, then I’ll drive the…
Fuck It, It Is What It Is
Sometimes life needs a proper plan, a list of jobs and a capable man. Sometimes the list can stay where it sits, while I take one breath and just say… Fuck it. My brain’s…
Only Hull Kids Will Understand
The kids of today wouldn’t last round our way, growing up in old Hull on a wet Saturday. No WiFi, no Uber, no tracking your phone, just your mam shouting, “Tea!” and hoping you’d…
Two Blokes In One Skull
There are two blokes in my head, neither knows what the other said. One speaks routine, rules and facts, the other throws fireworks into the gaps. One wants the same mug, same chair, same…