Walking farther and farther into the depths of the old city and its darkened streets my senses tried desperately to cling to something they understood. Anything. But as we lost our selves to a rambling stream of watchful faces, frenzied traffic of people, bikes, carts and cattle, I soon found myself rendered motionless. Resigned to the notion that whatever this was, whatever I saw or felt in this moment it could never be captured in a photograph. Nor could such image compare
“I had to take your father to hospital last night, I was so worried. They said he should stay in until he sees a consultant. When I went back to see him this morning he was sat up in bed like King Farouk on his Holiday. According to him there was nothing wrong, he didn’t know why they were keeping him in there. But you know what you're fathers like, he was high spirits winding everyone up as usual. He can’t behave see”. Pearl I can still see it now, almost thirty years later.
“Why is it when you have a puncture the wheel is always flat at the bottom? It’s never flat at the top, its odd isn’t it”. Prince Life for most you can be sure is an endless quest for answers; an infinite series of events shrouded in the what’s why’s when’s and where’s. While some look to god, some seek a friend, and while some search their heart or their mind, some you will find scouring desperately at the bottom of the bottle. And although there are those who claim to care
“I got back to the Bridge one night I still had two shoes on but one sock missing. How the fuck does that happen. Me and Dai had been drinking in the Smiths all day, then about eight o’clock we walked back through the fields to the Bridge. When we got there I said to Dai, “I’ve got a fucking sock missing here”. I’d had about thirty Pints of Guinness mind, but I was tidy you know. And these were boots, with laces right to the top, so I couldn’t take them off without a fuss, an
“According to the old boys who worked down the mines, they would switch jobs with the other boys all the time, it didn’t matter how shit it was it kept things interesting. They worked long hard hours in those days see. Like they say I suppose, a change is as good as a rest”. Prince A proverb attributed to a poet Andrew Leach, and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle in the 1800s, might be better recognised delivered by Sir Winston Churchill, and although its not entirely clear who coined t
“What are all these Coffee catch-ups or Tea-for-two? What the fuck? Why is everyone sitting in cafes drinking all this coffee and talking shit, I don’t get it. When I call in the club, I have a pint and then I’m off. People have got some stupid habits”. Prince It is said that age does not come alone, this I can very much believe, it has also been said that, Prince was born old, and this I can believe in equal proportion. Besides possessing an appearance beyond his years, my f
Sat at the table, with Prince in his throne, I could see him eying up my new boots. Distracted by an issue that my mother was having with her new mobile, I was unable to interact, and although I could sense a tension, he just sat there patiently waiting for me to finish. Unlike his usual self, who might have made his presence known by tutting or huffing until he had your attention, this time he just gazed down at my feet with a grin on his face. Moments later, unfixed from my