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How Skunk Anansie Missed a Trick

August 29, 2020September 21, 2020 / N. P. Ryan / Leave a comment

Think of all the millions Noddy Holder has amassed thanks alone to the fact ‘It’s Christmas’ that he announced loudly, and not something considered far less fun, like, ‘It’s Morning’ or It’s Housework’ Continue reading →

About the Cat I Found Today

June 26, 2020September 21, 2020 / N. P. Ryan / Leave a comment

Neighbour knocked on front door earlier, thought I was M. Offer to go get M, but no, want message relayed. They aren’t social distancing from door, which I already have Continue reading →

The Great Rock n Roll Little White Lie

May 17, 2020September 20, 2020 / N. P. Ryan / 1 Comment

The story of how I found out one of the U.K.’s greatest recording studio’s best kept secrets; something any music tourist would probably prefer not know. Continue reading →

From Flags to Fags and Buck-a-Beer: the Biggest Differences Between the UK & Canada Part III

May 8, 2020September 15, 2020 / N. P. Ryan / Leave a comment

Flags and why the British one so often drives me nuts.

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What We Feed Cats & Why It’s Far from Purrfect

April 18, 2020 / N. P. Ryan / Leave a comment

There’s something wrong with what we feed our cats. It isn’t secretly added or hidden from the ingredients. It’s right there on the label staring us in the face, but apparently we never see it.

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Animal Crackers

April 12, 2020September 15, 2020 / N. P. Ryan / Leave a comment

In 2019 while visiting an animal sanctuary in the UK, I found myself faced with hypocrisy of monumental proportions. Continue reading →

Google Chrome: a Security Warning

April 3, 2020 / N. P. Ryan / Leave a comment

Here’s a little something you might like to know about Google Chrome. Continue reading →

Covid-19 and What it Means for Zombies in Popular Culture

March 22, 2020September 15, 2020 / N. P. Ryan / Leave a comment

Covid-19 will mark a momentous turning point in zombie films/TV and, for that matter, anything of a post-Apocalyptic nature. Continue reading →

A Terrible Christmas Birthday Tale

February 15, 2020September 15, 2020 / N. P. Ryan / Leave a comment

Circumstance took me back to the UK just before Christmas; a landmark birthday on it had me stay to spend it with mother, who lives in Chard; a place located in deep and darkest Somerset.

By choice celebrations would start with friends on Christmas Eve; a visit to the pub with a massive Continue reading →

UK/Canada Differences: 11 – 20

February 9, 2020September 15, 2020 / N. P. Ryan / Leave a comment

Hello! Following on from 1 – 10 welcome to the next scintillating batch of the biggest differences between the UK and Canada. Continue reading →

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Drinking in a dingy bar by the sea, crumpled postcard from Her and World’s Biggest Ray Zero for company; then the son of a starts saying I’m cursed. Praise Be to lighting-up another smoke. Inhale, taste a foul brand: the Hex She put on me. Promised Heaven, delivered a dive nightclub Hell. Thank the Lord for liquor loving hot chicks. Though nothing compares to how it’ll feel catching up with Her.

Wanted a quick bit of business and gone. Bath had other ideas. First, battered and left for dead after a hundred heart-breaking truths. Then a Police Chief with a saggy old treasure chest of secrets to keep needs a scapegoat. Dumps me in the middle of corruption so deep it eases through bone to suck greedy at marrow. With every gun pointing my way, Hell, not even He’s gonna get me outta this one.

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