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  • Next Level Sketch: October show at Hoopla Impro, The Miller

    We did it. We actually returned to a stage and put on a show! As I’ve written about before, I’m a producer for Next Level Sketch, a sketch comedy collective founded in late 2019, with a mind to do regular sketch comedy nights, as a) we enjoy writing and performing them and b) we felt… Read more

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  • Goodbye to the Elephant

    The redevelopment of Elephant & Castle is a miserable story of greed, exploitation and corruption, extensively documented by Southwark Notes over the years. The Heygate estate is now the miserable Elephant Park, and now the shopping centre itself is coming to its end. It is to be demolished and replaced by a shiny new development.… Read more

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  • Wimpy #2: Sittingbourne

    I don’t think it makes no diffrents where you start the telling of a thing. You never know where it begun realy. No moren you know where you begun your oan self. Riddley Walker by Russell Hoban. Don’t let the sadness of Sittingbourne infect your soul. Faversham resident, Adam Boult. Time for that difficult second… Read more

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  • A Wimpy Journey

    For years, I’ve had an idea for a “Wimpy book”. Obsessed with the retro burger chain as a teenager, I would rate and rank every branch via crucial, exacting and childish criteria like “greasiness of chef”, “busy-ness of restaurant” (the emptier the better) and “proximity to my house”. From what I remember, the Penzance branch… Read more

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  • Socially Distanced Soho

    Remember when lockdown ended and everyone was horrified by the images of crowds drinking in Old Compton Street? The government and client journalist communities have moved on to blaming foreigners and specifically Muslims for the ongoing pandemic. Meanwhile Soho’s independent and less independent businesses have been grappling with how to continue to exist. The death… Read more

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  • Finchley Herons and Municipal Dreams

    Back up the northern line towards High Barnet, for a meeting with a friend who had high hopes for a long walk, but wasn’t able to sleep last night. And so we changed the plan according to our collective capabilities; we had a long sit in her garden, with the noise of kids at summer… Read more

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  • The moon, the park and the stars

    I have a new habit. It is to walk to the park in the late evening, in an attempt to tire myself out enough to sleep. Also, I discovered they are not locking the gates until late if at all, and I do love an amble around a late night park. My senses are heightened;… Read more

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  • Writing Sketches

    This year is more than half over but it also feels like it’s barely begun. A fairly obvious observation, with lockdown and Covid-19 messing with all of out routines and perceptions of time. I quite like to boil down all of my frustrations into a flippant sentence, which is why I’ve been telling people that… Read more

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  • We can rebuild him. We have the technology

    I have four main fears: guns, cars, my teeth being smashed out, and getting electrocuted by stepping on the live rail of a suburban railway. Unless you’re particularly unlucky, you are unlikely to face all those fears at the same time. I managed two together at the weekend, when a driver smashed out my tooth… Read more

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  • Hello trees! Hello clouds!

    There are so many moments that make up a day and so many that we forget. I’ve forgotten entire years, carelessly. I don’t want to do that any more. Think of me as a land-based salvage expert, and memories as floating and clearly abandoned vessels. I want to claim as many of these as possible,… Read more

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