Author Archives: robinince

The Troubled Conveyance of Thoughts from Mind to Mouth

I had been drinking, so i decided to go to the bookshop. This was not a good idea. This was a good idea. I had not drunk so much that I had lost all control of the reins that slow … Continue reading

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A Message for the person who nearly ran me over – Those Traveling Faster May See Things Earlier

This is a brief trepanning blog post, just to get my pent up fury out of the way. It’ll be packed with errors. I am writing it for medicinal reasons. Having dropped off my son at school, I was walking … Continue reading

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What’s all this about no stand up, eh?

It is getting much harder to leave the house. After so many years of touring, i find my attic room a cosy place to hide. It has been a year since my supposed retreat from stand up, and despite what … Continue reading

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Please Keep Your Hopes to Yourself, they May Interfere with the Designated Reality

It came as a surprise to me when my mind offered up the idea that from now on I should vote Conservative. I was on a train, journeying to my cruel orthodontist. I am wretched coward when it comes to … Continue reading

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In Times of desperation, may I recommend BOOKS

“It is sometimes an appropriate response to reality to go insane.” from Valis by Philip K Dick I am trying to avoid reading about politics, it can’t end well. What happens if I am more knowledgable about politics? My anger … Continue reading

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Friday Morning Coming Down – Was It Ever About EU?

It is probably an ill-advised gesture to write about feelings that occurred on Friday morning. I have typed it and hastily reread it, but I am sure there will be errors in grammar and logic. I post it rapidly before … Continue reading

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Psychobibliophilia – where’s your book been?

written in a café, distracted by a precarious stool. Psychobibliography is not the word I am looking for, but it will do for now. Age has seen me become increasingly intrigued in psychogeography. Being halfway or more through life, I … Continue reading

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