I Was Stupid

In last year's birthday post I embarked upon a prodigiously depressive diatribe about how my life had become the equivalent of Apollo C...

Perhaps the strangest thing about depression is how it makes you feel guilty for being happy. Escape the clutches of depression for any len...

You can file this one under 'shameless plug.' PANTHER, my debut novel, now has a cover. Here it is! The cover is designed by ...

I have been unemployed now for what science refers to as 'quite some time.' During this extended period of mid-afternoon nudity and ...

This morning I thought very seriously about jumping in front of a train. I was on my way into London for the incredibly crappy temp job I...

For as long as I can remember (and therefore forever) there has been a big bush at the front of my house. Whenever I have had to give peopl...

My nose is rubbish. It bleeds like a plague of Egypt, chokes off my breathing if I ever dare lie on my back, and once brought a prematu...