Throwback on A Geek's Life

#48 - Notes to Revellers

Fri, 19 Feb 2016 23:30:40 +0000

A sign which used to be posted in the window of the pub on the corner of Exchequer Row and Union. All that has been stripped and is being turned into luxury apartments.

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#43 - Wait For Me

Sun, 14 Feb 2016 21:02:20 +0000

From the Rebecca St James album Transform, which along with Joshua Harris’ book I Kissed Dating Goodbye ’threatened’ to define how Christian boys and girls related for my generation.. Great ideals though..

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#19 - Sister, Remembered...

Thu, 21 Jan 2016 22:29:18 +0000

In which I pretend to be young and free…. Chicago, 2011

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In which 'Kasala' nearly burst....

Wed, 03 Jun 2009 21:43:22 +0000

Kpekere was one of them typical razz waffy boys.. Clean shaven aside of a goatee, not too tall, legs slightly bowed and with rippling muscles under the skin tight tee-shirts he wore, he had a menacing look around him. He was suave in his own way though, waffy slangs rolled off his tongue like melting lollipops, enthralling us , especially when he chose to regale us with tales of his supposed exploits bunkering crude oil in the creeks. His skin was a very light shade of brown – a testament to a randy Portuguese ancestor back in the day. With lots of cash to spare, being a tough tackling no-nonsense central defender in the Department’s Football side added to the aura of hardman that surrounded him, and he used it to good effect.