I write quite a bit; mostly autobiographical stuff, historical pieces about Everton Football Club and the characters and events involved and explorations and musings on life in general.


I had annoying dreams I couldn’t escape from. What about? Haha. Well. I went to a gig or something with my mate. Afterwards we stayed over at his mum and dad’s and my daughter was there. I slept in his mum and dad’s bed as they were away, but the psoriasis on my body and…


I am wired. I am weird. I am both. Permanently. But I suppress the first one completely and play the second one down. Being me will kill me one day. I’ll implode. Something will one day attack my body. Or my brain will short circuit. Or something large will fall on me from a great…

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