Orpheus Signs On
A poem Orpheus Signs On Orpheus stubs out a smokeashtray overflowing mildewed wallscouncil flat, cracked window panetaped up cardboard draught
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Pigritudous Art
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Writing
An English Christmas in Anatolia
What survives when tradition has to be improvised Christmas approaches, as it does around this time of year. Between the
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My Life in Cats (Part II: Freddie and the Streets 1983-1986)
Growing up, getting into trouble, and learning from the fiercest teacher on the street: my cat Freddie. Missed Part I?
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In My Grandfather’s Shoes
What can a pair of shoes say about the man who wore them? Around thirteen odd years ago, when my
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The Betrayal of Pigeons
I wrote this poem back in June 2025, thinking about pigeons, how they were domesticated by us, used by us,
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My Life in Cats (Part I: 1975–1982)
In 1975, I was born reluctantly into a house with three cats. One of them — Freddie — would become legendary. This is the story of my early years in Hastings: supermarket expeditions with a determined tortoiseshell cat, free school milk stolen by Margaret Thatcher, lisping my way through Blacklands Primary, and learning that pigeons were better company than most children.
The first part of My Life in Cats.