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Monthly Archives: May 2011
It’s Friday, I’m In Love
Since Tuesday I’ve been out every night. For the first time I was able to go to Norwich Poetry Club at The Bicycle Shop. I was wearing small heels but inside was so dimly lit I had to be careful down the … Continue reading
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Tagged Amy Wragg, Andy Bennett, Bethan Williams, Carmina Masolver-Marlow, catherine woodward, fashion, Hannah Rose Jones, Imogen Steinberg, Jennifer Grey, John Osborne, Lucy Day, Lucy Day and The Knights, Luke Wright, music, Norwich, poetry, spoken word, the birdcage
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Glory Days
I’m watching Glory Daze atm and am still recovering from a day bein hungover, hence the title of this post. A note to Adele’s Someone Like You as well. Also, it’s a bit of a random post! I’ve just read an … Continue reading
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The Drop
Last night I met up with my friend Tom Francis to go to Spoonful of Poison at The Drop in Stoke Newington. We’d started drinking from about 3.30 in the park with the sun shining. It did get a bit … Continue reading
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Tooting is the Epicentre of the Universe
The other day I went to an event held by the poetry collective Dirty Hands, in Tooting of all places! I grew up in Tooting… well, slap bang in the middle of Tooting and Earlsfield. I walked down my old street (Garratt … Continue reading


