Tag Archives: Diana

Visiting Diana

Posted on March 16, 2017 by johnbrucecairns

Yesterday I thought I might use my continued sluggishness to renege on my agreement to go to Camden with John but I was soon moving fast.  I don’t like going to places for their own sake.  I require an ulterior … Continue reading →

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Buggered

Posted on November 29, 2016 by johnbrucecairns

27/9/ I’ve a red lump on my right temple I can’t tell is by an insect or not.  It’s not itchy unlike the red patch at my knuckle below the index finger of my left hand I can’t find a … Continue reading →

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The Log

Posted on August 11, 2016 by johnbrucecairns

You all know A Pinnate Leafed Twig.  This is the sequel.  A log appeared in the garden by the cat bowl partially hidden by foliage.  A brouhaha occurred with Bob, the leaseholder, outside the front in discussion with a representative … Continue reading →

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Continued Harassment

Posted on August 5, 2015 by johnbrucecairns

First the words of RHP’s letter to me from a new so-called customer advisor: ‘We had a report passed on to us that you may have left pieces of chicken in the communal area of Eton Street.  We weren’t there … Continue reading →

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Father’s Day on Facebook by johnbrucecairns and Dialogue on Twitter @JohnnyTaggart

Posted on June 29, 2015 by johnbrucecairns

Father’s Day on Facebook by johnbrucecairns What a load of sentimental twaddle on father’s day, When every man knows it’s an inferior rôle to play, Or should, but if you’re in a self-delusive …way, You won’t hear a squeak out … Continue reading →

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Bowl of Contention

Posted on April 13, 2015 by johnbrucecairns

The origins of the bowl are lost in the mists of time.  Its first remembered appearance was as a shallow bowl a blackbird bathed in.  Whenever it disappeared, it was replaced.  One replacement was as a yellow, deep metallic bowl, … Continue reading →

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New Kitchen and Bathroom

Posted on December 10, 2014 by johnbrucecairns

In June Sarah, frontwoman, Nigel, the boss, and Lloyd came to persuade me to have a new kitchen and bathroom, making the specifications which Lloyd drew from, to show how it’d look, he adding there’d be more space, the decider, … Continue reading →

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Gay London Pride

Posted on July 1, 2014 by johnbrucecairns

I’ve virtually stopped writing, even blogs, but am feeling compelled to as if there’s something worth in the occasion. The gang arrived to take me to Gay Pride. Charles, over from Paris for a court case, had a scar above … Continue reading →

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John’s Visit

Posted on September 2, 2013 by johnbrucecairns

John phoned, complaining I hadn’t answered time before. “I was hulling strawberries in the kitchen.” He could have any amount of sex he wanted in prison, he said. I went to meet him off the train as he wanted, missing … Continue reading →

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Tim’s Party

Posted on August 17, 2013 by johnbrucecairns

Because I’d missed meeting John off the train, he’d the opportunity to ask my neighbour Diana for a cigarette and be told to fuck off. “Can’t a convict cadge a fag any more?” he complained, finding it difficult to take … Continue reading →

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