Savvy Letter: Dear Dom

Written in response to Chris Smyth’s front-page story ‘Wanted: weirdos to shake up Whitehall’, as featured in ‘The Times’, Friday January 3 2020.   Dear Dom, Weirdos wanted. At last, a job description that calls to me. At last, I am needed. At last, my time – the time of the Silly-Savvy Salopian has come.Continue reading “Savvy Letter: Dear Dom”

Savvy Poem – Worthlessness

Am I worth less than a life that is half my age? If that is the case, then why do they double me up, paying me twice as much as my younger self, only to then let go of my worthlessness – to save themselves from the cost of my pricelessness? Copyright owned by JayContinue reading “Savvy Poem – Worthlessness”

Hypocaust

In the middle, I stand, pushing down my insides, is to be whooshed over and over; whooshed by the waves, emanating up from the soles of one’s feet; tidal waves, quick and sudden; humongous waves that cross over one’s bowels,  stomach and heart, crushing them together into a bouncing ball, up and churning it   Continue reading “Hypocaust”