giorge thomas

KOOL-AID: visit from the cleaners

Another instalment of Almost Drank the Kool-Aid…   They come every Tuesday. A whole team of them in a van. Sometimes they are there most of day, others for a few short hours. Today, when leaving Landlords gates… Read More

KOOL-AID: failure’s new clothes

the next instalment of Almost drank the Kool-Aid…   Not a moment longer could I deny the need for clothes. Might have been the Landlord, if truth be told. Yes, was a little humiliated by my wardrobe. And… Read More

KOOL-AID: it started with eliminating toxins

To catch up on previous chapters of Kool-Aid, click the link in the menu above.   If truth be told, I thought it’d be a lot harder to get clean. I’d seen Trainspotting, after all. Not that I… Read More

KOOL-AID: when i met the landlord

To catch up on previous chapters of Kool-Aid, click the link in the menu above.   Was seventeen, I think. Had just been to see Mr Gruff for what was becoming our usual twice-weekly meeting of coffee drinking… Read More

KOOL-AID: they have the secret

To catch up on previous chapters of Kool-Aid, click the link in the menu above.     I know you are all wondering how. How on earth anyone could possibly get sucked into a cult? Well, obviously (and… Read More

KOOL-AID: meeting my landlord (part 2)

Yes, yes, I know. Has been a long time since last Kool-Aid post. Not to worry, have rectified this by scheduling the next few posts, so Kool-Aid will now be back on board! To catch up on what’s… Read More

KOOL-AID: meeting my landlord

Another instalment of Kool-Aid! If you missed the last one, click here to catch up! Blistering cold again this morning. Wrapped self in duvet for walk into woods. Enjoy sitting on the small arched bridge which spans the… Read More

KOOL-AID: i can read!

Hello lovelies! Here is the next instalment of Almost Drank the Kool-aid. Remember, if you want to hit it up from the start, you can do so by following the Kool-Aid link in the menu above.   I… Read More

KOOL-AID: lack of communication

And now, the next instalment of Kool-Aid! To see the story from the beginning, hit the ‘Koolaid’ menu above. Verbal communication has never been my strong point. Reminded of this fact constantly the last ten years. Never good… Read More

KOOL-AID: they’re looking for me

To say I’m scared is a massive understatement. See, when you’re in the cult, they know everything about you. Your family, your friends. Gruff had a visit from the cult. Suited bastards, he called them. Apparently, they are… Read More

KOOL-AID: it’s all about the money

So. What happens when you’ve been in a cult for ten years, five of those spent devoted entirely to the “cause”? You have nothing. No money. No job. No credit history, no employment experience, no references, probably no… Read More

KOOL-AID: signs you may be in a cult

Signs plural? No; in my experience, there’s just one sign: You’re not allowed to use the internet. Sounds mad, no? But true. And possible, even in today’s society. In my “church” internet use was frowned upon. Easy for… Read More