Sarah Perry’s ‘Melmoth’. Perry’s latest novel centres around the deceased character of Melmoth, a lady who sweeps in and out of the world of the living, swishing around her black garments, and preying upon the vulnerable, repeatedly failing in her attempts to find a companion with whom she can share her eternal purgatory. Beautifully written,Continue reading “Savvy Book – Melmoth”
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A Continental Appearance
Wearing last Friday’s incontinence pad, he ambles on into a game-playing cafe in Colchester, thinking to play with the crowds. The crowds, thinking otherwise, disperse and exit. Out in the streets of a Roman stronghold, a centurion gives his orders, and the games continue; continental soldiers, with drip-drying-dangly bits, and wiped-with-shared-sponges bottoms, being impervious. Continue reading “A Continental Appearance”
Monday Thoughts
On Monday, I tried to avoid Tuesday. So many things to do, work-related things, on Monday, today, my day off work! On Monday, I did Tuesday’s work, thinking to get it out of the way, dispose of it, to make Tuesday, my work-day, better! On Monday, Tuesday’s work done, I popped anContinue reading “Monday Thoughts”
Laughter on Location in Lamarsh
To be honest, I feel a tad inconvenienced that I, Jay Cool, have been summoned to a comedy gig in Lamarsh. Not that I’ve got anything against village folk, but as you know, I, Jay Cool, am more than a little partial to the mango cider available at my local – Sudbury’s Brewery Tap! Also,Continue reading “Laughter on Location in Lamarsh”
Washed-Out Socks
‘Washed Socks’ by Jay Cool Pink socks, and green, hanging out to dry – mingling into amber. A shade that suits a sallow skin – the ageing flakes of yellowed feet. Shreds and slivers, peels of the past, hanging. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, October 2018
Bloomers and Beer
I, Jay Cool, am back and feeling chipper. Just as well, as I’m in for a treat with Aaron Chipper, first comedian of the evening. It has to be said that Aaron seems a tad insecure in his abilities to entertain. He’s introducing himself as ‘white, male and American’ and as akin to DonaldContinue reading “Bloomers and Beer”
Do I still know you?
Do I still know you? The walls themselves groan with your echoing moans. Voices like out of tune violas merge into the wailing phones. As they ring, desperate to be heard above your din, Even the TV newsreader gets louder, struggling for recognition. It would be rude to cover myContinue reading “Do I still know you?”
Tutorial Notes
You will know when. How? You won’t have any need to ask yourself. Why? You will just know. Just know? Yes, you’ll know. You won’t need to say anything. Or give anything of yourself away. It will just be there. You will know when. Okay, I’ll keepContinue reading “Tutorial Notes”
An Exotic Photo-Shoot at The Tap
Well, I’m back (again!) Back from an inspection of the loos at The Brewery Tap (plenty of bog roll!). And, I ‘m standing back, standing back with the rest of the punters in the Tap; standing back to make room for the crane that’s been sent in to lift Jason Ventris out of hisContinue reading “An Exotic Photo-Shoot at The Tap”
Who are the ‘Bus Wankers’?
A collection of poems about the author’s bus travels, dedicated to the inspirational lads (clearly avid fans of the In-Betweeners) who drive past her bus stop every day, shouting ‘Bus Wankers!’ The ‘Bus Wanker’ poetry collections represents a plea to all councillors, across the UK, looking to save money by demolishing our much-loved bus stations. Instead, councillors should beContinue reading “Who are the ‘Bus Wankers’?”
The Silly-Savvy Salopian in Suffolk: read, believe and write ... 