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the black car leaving: Chapter 18
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The black car leaving. Tuesday, April 26, 2005. Clueless, luckless, loveless Christy, checked his breath and armpits twice. The time had come. He dropped six of the new lot of blues to help him speak. He would’ve preferred the cinema; nobody to spot him, the excuse not to talk. He put his list of questions in his pocket and left for the pub. Walking down Fortuneswell he wondered how this could happen. What could this mean? They arranged to meet first in the Pilot. 8216;Stay for another Christy,’ Al...
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the black car leaving: Chapter 15
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The black car leaving. Tuesday, April 26, 2005. I got the Wartburg late October, down the auctions in Bournemouth. Me dad took me. He knew people, knew which were straight and which were dodgy. The examiner was like something off the telly. Glasses and a trilby and a moustache and this gaberdine mac like a big version of the ones you got at primary. Even his voice was a joke, like he was making an announcement all the time. I just relaxed into it, dawdling round Weymouth, thinking about all the happy sho...
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ZINEMONGER ZINE DISTRO: Poor But Happy # 1
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This blog is the home for Zinemonger; a zine distro which only stocks free zines. I've also archived a couple of my old zines here; Poor But Happy #1 and Publish and Be Published. You can read them by following the links in the panel below right. Any questions, email me at ZINEMONGER(AT)YAHOO.CO.UK. Tuesday, 26 August 2008. Poor But Happy # 1. The boring old basics; bills and tax. Getting the shopping in. Notes for the cut-price bonviveur; staying in. Notes for the cut-price bonviveur; going out. Quiet D...
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The Road to Nowhere: Honiton. 4th July 2008.
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The Road to Nowhere. I like travel but I'm also a dedicated thrift nerd and love a bargain! I go to places like Nottingham by coach for £1, so you don't have to. Strange how potent cheap travel is. Saturday, 5 July 2008. Honiton. 4th July 2008. Quiet Desperation Just Got Louder - my faltering musical adventures. Random access memory- if I don't remember me, who will? Close Up Magic- my collected short stories. Zinemonger-an archive of my old zines. The black car leaving-my novel. View my complete profile.
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the black car leaving: Chapter 12
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The black car leaving. Thursday, April 07, 2005. When Danny phoned, he didn’t ask me straight out. First thing he said was to ask if I was still sulking. He said Genius Or Lunatic was interested in what I’d been doing with the tapes but he was just saying it. Then he said, did I want to be in on the syndicate for the dealing. I said yeah. Dogs maybe. A baseball bat in the hallway? People who did it for a job. And behind that who knew? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). National Gallery of Poundland- my ...
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the black car leaving: Chapter 5
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The black car leaving. Tuesday, July 27, 2004. The first time I really felt wrong was soon after Clair went. Her and Mum never got on. But they got really bad in the summer of seventy six. That was a shitty, horrible summer, that. Baking hot non-stop. It was a dry hot but it still felt like there was a storm coming. But the storm never come then. It got swallowed and thrown up later. Deb said, ‘You heard back yet? Deb said, ‘Blind school though. They’d want experience.’. All down the stairs there was clo...
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the black car leaving: Chapter 10
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The black car leaving. Thursday, November 11, 2004. It was a lovely and peaceful at work. I’d sweep up a bit between customers. Arnie’d make cups of tea and we’d sit on the window-ledge watching the world going by on Fortuneswell. Karen was never keen on arranging things like that. I said we could go through the form from the Council, then I’d try giving her a bit of a trim. She looked a bit anxious. I said, ‘Don’t worry. I won’t take much off.’. It was strange seeing them all again. They seemed diff...
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Try This At Home: November 2008
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Try This At Home. Wednesday, 5 November 2008. Scratch That Itch # 2. This crew specialize in apparently improvised guitar music but don’t let that put you off. I’d run a mile at the mere threat of jazz, but I could listen to this until the cows come home. What you get is a track for each of the senses, ranging from the Rip Rig and Panic style skronk. I was just on the point of thinking, fuck it I’ll skip the art bit this month, because I hadn. This podcast’s the perfect length and content for my ha...
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Try This At Home: May 2008
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Try This At Home. Monday, 5 May 2008. You Don't Get There From Here. #6. Or PO Box 49403, Los Angeles CA 90049. Fight Boredom. #1. As a general rule of thumb I like quite basic music, with lyrics that are either clever, funny, or at least intriguing. This track definitely fits the bill. Al's a one-man band purveying a sort of grumpy rockabilly - grumpabilly! I've never had an excuse to use the word mordant before, but that's what this is. So what about the album? A casual glance at the CD sleeve tells yo...
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Try This At Home: April 2008
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Try This At Home. Monday, 7 April 2008. I'm not one for lists of favourites but this is probably the zine I buy most often, and like best. As with previous issues it features great cartoons of the adventures of its creator Isy. A mix of travel tales, activism and catering. Lately I've been (very slowly) teaching myself to draw. The drawings in Morgenmuffel. I've never been a total convert to perzines. A lot give the impression that if you took the author down the pub the evening'd. This isn't the sort of...
