A poem written in November 2020, prompted by what exactly I can’t remember; there is truth to a degree in the words, and while this matters not to the reader, a need to expand on the actual facts took hold, from which followed a jaunt across the tobacco industry, teachers always being a-holes, a picture of my favourite gate, cheap snacks, Big Foot, how I used to live in the Lord of the Rings, laughing at my mum (sorry, mum), a real size but pretend Canadian Parliament, the world’s first dinosaur statues, and London’s most popular gorilla.
Odds & Sods
The three worst things I’ve ever smelled
A recent conversation about what can be donated to homeless charities prompted the memory that inspired this list of terrible smells.
From Flags to Fags and Buck-a-Beer: the Biggest Differences Between the UK & Canada Part III
Flags and why the British one so often drives me nuts.
From Flags to Fags and Buck-a-Beer: the Biggest Differences Between the UK & Canada Part II
Part II: BEER!
(in which many misconceptions from both sides of the pond will be utterly destroyed!): Continue reading
Meeting Edgar Broughton
The following is an account of true events: the names of those involved have been changed (including the dog’s).
My introduction to the Great Edgar Broughton started in a pub said to have once been frequented by highwayman Dick Turpin.
Aged fourteen, me and a couple of mates found we could get served in the Schooner, located—though no longer there—where Streatham High Road meets Hermitage Lane.
Two Gods
Re July 1st with mention of one event taking place previously:
About the Cat I Found Today
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
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
What We Feed Cats & Why It’s Far from Purrfect
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.
Animal Crackers
In 2019 while visiting an animal sanctuary in the UK, I found myself faced with hypocrisy of monumental proportions. Continue reading
N. P. Ryan 