VOODOO PIE

Nobody wants to see you eating tacos on a beach in Mexico. It’s all about the photo where you’re falling off the Great Wall of China, landing in a pile of donkey shit and breaking your wrist.

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HOW DID I END UP HERE?

I didn’t save the world, didn’t even plant a tree. All I did was look around, peek into a few corners. It certainly wasn’t heroic. I just got on a plane, a bus, a train. Cycling to work all those years ago was a lot trickier.

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VEGAS SANDWICH

The phrase “What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas”  doesn’t work when you have OCD.  Everything comes right back at ya, kicking and screaming in a sequinned body bag.

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TRIGGER AND HAMMER

A friend once told me, the rules when people are in the room are not the same as when the room is empty. My OCD routines adhere to this philosophy.  I’m much more vocal and physical when there’s no-one around to ask me what the fuck I’m doing.

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