Movements in the World and in the Mind
It's been two weeks since parts of London seemed at war. Not necessary with the police, but with their own morality. One of my colleagues is from Tottenham and lives in Enfield and he said it broke his heart to see the neighbourhood of his youth as if it were a Baghdad suburb under siege.... Continue Reading →
The City of Cities is smoking, smouldering and burning. For a second night I fell a sleep to the soundtrack of police sirens speeding up and down the main road and hovering helicopters. The death of one man has ignited the Summer of Great Discontent. With the exception of skipping the occasional read light on... Continue Reading →
And then it turned August during the fastest three months in history, but when it comes to the speed of time it feels like I am repeating myself. I have moved house to a truly fabulous mansion in the no-woman's land of SW9 between The Womb, Sticksource, and The Hood. A dwelling a funky fairy... Continue Reading →
While the News International soap has developed into a true Greek tragedy, in which senior police figures resign, a whistleblower dies, no one really knew about anything and therefore no one has taken real responsibility (just yet) – Zeus made me (not) do it- Mr. Nice Guy has won in business. Watching the Final of... Continue Reading →
DSK has been released by means of rich-man's justice, the Apprentice has proved to be top entertainment last week - I do the ayPlayer thing, so I'm a bit slow- and then after years of digging by the Guardian among others News International's rather smelly laundry has been uncovered. We all kind of knew about... Continue Reading →
Just when I thought I had sorted things out and felt quite happy with how things were rolling along, those very things were about to change. When I told the agency guy the happy news that my friend Ben was moving in, he informed me that the landlord wished to increase the rent. Not by... Continue Reading →
Having been in the Greatest City on Earth for almost a decade I have always behaved like a true Londoner; I have seldom ventured outside the borders of what is called Greater London with the exception of oversees travel. I am not particularly proud of this, but for a long time it had been a... Continue Reading →
And so it continues. Results have been out. Arabic was not too bad. Mark for oral exam was disappointing and they must have made a mistake marking my Politics of the Middle East exam. The masterpiece called my dissertation was awarded a first, but not the big fat first class mark I had hoped for... Continue Reading →
I am quite keen on finding out what the psychology is behind the expression 'the grass is always greener on the other side'. While temperatures have been increasing and I have heard through the grapevine that this month will be the hottest June on record, I am wondering if I should be playing outside somewhere... Continue Reading →
This has been the longest cyber space silence in the young history of Dark Fairy Adventures. Particular reason? Dissertation madness, well-deserved Easter Holiday, exam mayhem… So, no particular reason, really. It’s a bit like going back to gym or dance class after you haven’t been for a while; the longer it is you haven’t been... Continue Reading →
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