You poor, patient bastards. Yes, thanks for hanging on. The next instalment of Almost Drank the Kool-Aid is coming. I promise. I don’t even have the excuse of not writing. Because all of it is done. Well. The ones I’m going to post on giorgethomas.com are done (insert winking emoji here). So they’re coming, they’re … Continue reading my cat, my life, my kool-aid
Right. So I’ve just come up wth the best. Game. Ever. You can thank me later. Actually, no, you can thank me now… You’re welcome. The game is called ‘Guess the Mutual Friend’ and all you need to play is a Facebook account. Now, let’s face it. We all have one of those. Am sure … Continue reading guess the mutual friend
So I had a plan. I was going to pick a poem from those you have graciously sent to me and read it on a video. I wanted to celebrate my fellow poets. I wanted to give them a voice. But my mental health got in the way. The wax and wane of mental health … Continue reading mental health interruption
From my family to yours, wishing you all a wonderful Christmas! Stay tuned in the New Year for more exciting news!
The roads are empty, a low mist is hanging over the city and the hoarding tourists are still at breakfast. This is the London I love.
Francesca. That was the name of the girl who served us at a well known car rental outlet yesterday and she's restored our faith in the industry. I'm not going to deny that I probably got on her good side by mentioning her makeup application. There's no doubt she's of the contouring generation, probably spending … Continue reading the tribulations of hiring a car
So last night I got into bed, hoping an episode of Location, Location, Location will prove to be just the right tonic for sleep to set in. (And yes, I am well aware of the link between device activity and insomnia. Just given me a break; I'm on holiday). The usual bed routine is mad … Continue reading last night the duvet sent my anxiety off the rails.
Whatever it may be. You might be interested in my poetry, which can be at times disastrously dark, but always poignantly human. You may be interested in my thoughts. My random seizing on small moments which may seem insignificant, and probably are, yet will be noted all the same. You may have no interest at … Continue reading it is what it is