There is a coffee maker Just along the way Simple and rustic Open each and every day Aroma heavy A dark rich roast Mixed with a whiff Of fresh tobacco smoke
Weston-super-Mare is located on the South West coast of England, twenty-two miles from Bristol. Once a glorious Victorian seaside resort, more recently host to Banksy’s Dismaland, it has unique ways and customs found nowhere else in the West Country region, regardless of how dark and deep into it one is willing to go.
Wot with being educated in sarf London, one left skool not well-endowed on the grammar front. Upon realisation of how the wrong 2 can leave a whole sentence in complete error—‘knackered’ as they say where I come from—I recoiled in utmost terror. With great Gusto, I tried to get much better. Gusto—guess what—did really great, […]
Madge, me and the Brixton Academy; the latest entry in the Diary of a Mad Pest Controller.
As purromised last week. Yet somehow still hot of the purress.
