As he wondered around Hull in a strangely heightened and impressionable state there was something about the place that reminded him of Belgium. …the tendency towards tired and overblown monumentalism   …something in the extravagant, blowsy, theatrical gestures …the exhausted imperialism …the peculiar and unpredictable municpalism ….the scruffiness, the deadpan appreciation of the sinister and […]

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The Dagenham Idol

Something I wrote a while back… 1. BARKING The London Borough of Barking and Dagenham was, he thought, London’s answer to East Berlin. An unremarked workers state. Part of a vast metropolis of public housing that accelerated away from the City before running out of energy and finally losing itself, ten miles out, in the […]

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Acre Lane, London SW9

SEMI-FICTIONALISED DISTORTION Acre lane? Jesus, that road is like a bad hangover. Sweating off another night of cheap larger down the Patrick Hamilton. Misdirected separated males. Litter swirling into the tatty hedges. Fluff from the laundry eddies round the Hopeless Wanker’s beer garden. Doesn’t make the place feel any cleaner though. I was pleased to […]

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