Category Archives: Poppycock

Mind ramblings making some or little sense

DN

The winds outside were relentless and the anemometer had shown that they were stronger than they had been for weeks, 112mph today. The thick, concrete living unit hummed a constant hum as the resonance of the various building appendages were … Continue reading

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Half A Sack of, Whatever This Is

I opened it up.  It contained what can only be described as indiscriminate “stuff”.  There appeared to be small shiny balls of effervescence.  They shimmered as the external light hit them.  These spheres were in amongst a brown and green … Continue reading

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Whistlers

CHAPTER 1 – INCEPTION “I fear the men coming!” he used to proclaim, on a fairly regular basis.  Some days he wouldn’t stop.  The anguish in his voice and the genuine terror in his eyes would make me, at least, … Continue reading

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A dawning realisation

It is christmas time, and all the ugly people that normally know better – know to stay indoors, curtains closed and the lights dimmed – they are out on their travels. The time of year forces them to travel down … Continue reading

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Doing A Small Blog

This is an attempt to see how easy it is to write a blog on a mobile phone. Incidentally, I am also having a shit, but don’t let that stop you reading on. I don’t really have much to write … Continue reading

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Diamonds are forever…

…Or so Sean Connery would have us believe, the Lying, Caledonian prick.  It turns out the half-life of crystalline carbon isn’t in fact limitless but is finite, i.e. not ‘forever’.  I’ve never trusted that man, any individual that bangs on … Continue reading

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1908

One day in the near future, we’ll all be living with sentient intelligent robots that are capable of fulfilling all our basic day to day needs. This will enable us to carry out free lives, with more free time than … Continue reading

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All the colours of the rainbow

DIY Chameleon you say?  I’ll show you how to make one: You will need 1 Cat 1 Tiny Mallet Paint in various colours 1 Pair of Secateurs 1 Tiny Spoon Some Polyfilla 1 Pair of Clippers A Shitload of Toilet … Continue reading

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Interview with a Shakespeare

We secured an interview from beyond the grave with Harriet Shakespeare, William’s mother. She speaks candidly to JimandPaul.net about stockings, travel and cholera. Interview by Paul. What’s it like to have given birth to the most famous writer in living … Continue reading

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Zombies, yeah!

Zombie, zombie, zombie! Zombie-tastic! Zombie-licious! Zombie-rama! The Zombiemeister! Zombie-riffic! I do enjoy the presence of zombies in films, be they the tear-arsing sprint bastards on 28 Days Later or the dullfully incompetent and slow brain-eaters in any of Romero’s back … Continue reading

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