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Mundane pictures of the North

SDC10219.JPG Irlam Street.

SDC10220.JPG Irlam St substation.

SDC10221.JPG The metal mountain - Actually a scrapyard on Irlam St. The Metal Mountain though is an unpublished story by this guy...John Healy

http://www.thegrassarena.net/

An actual surgical spirit drinking London-Irish tramp who not only got himself off the streets and became a chess master but wrote a book as well - And it's not just that he's told an interesting story, the guy can write. Well. A properly remarkable man. And he's still alive. Let's hope The Metal Mountain gets published in his lifetime. Anyway, I'd urge anyone & everyone to read the Grass Arena.
 
SDC10225.JPG The Amber Club - You could skin up in here.

SDC10226.JPG Just a wall now with nothing behind it. I remember years back, one of my uncles was working here (obviously when it was more than just a wall) - A guy in his forties or maybe fifties doing a bullshit labouring job that required no skill for about ten pence a week. Anyway he went "I've got to get out of that shithole - The job's a waste of time and the bogs are hanging" - I know what he meant about bogs, workplace toilets are always a joke - Fuck hearing someone on the throne. Or them hearing you. People need dignity.

So what he did was feign the symptoms of schizophrenia - His son actually was schizophrenic so he was coached by an expert. He could've got on the sick just by saying he was depressed or had a bad back but he wanted (and got) to be signed off on the sick for life and get DLA. In a way that's bad coz it plays into the anti benefit narrative that's going on ATM, but fuck it - Uncle Gordon did what he needed to do. For himself. And what happened to the fuckin "white heat of technology, people will have to retrain to be able to make use of the abundance of leisure time" line that men and women of his generation were fed. I'd want my money back as well.
 
Eh, got off the bus to have a piss?! ;)

Bladder the size of a

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Lady Jane's in Failsworth - There was a graffito under a bridge near here that said "If you want sex ring Lady Janes" To which some wag had added "I think everyone knows that, but I'd rather phone your dad". Which I think is the absolute acme of comedy. Taking the piss out of someone's dad offers far more satisfaction than taking the piss outof someones mam.
Some friends of mine used to live round the corner from there. It always made me laugh when I passed as they've made no attempt whatsoever to make it look like anything else :D
 
I love donkeys more than any other animal. I used to have a donkey called Jezebel and if ever I had any land again a donkey would be the first thing I'd get. I think that's why wolfie makes sure we stay here in a flat. :(
I like their sheer bloody-mindedness and rolling eyes- perpetual angry teenagers with a dash of the devil.
 
Yes, there's all that but apart from sometimes kicking you on the shins, they are just really lovely and gentle. :)
Oh definitely. In my dream world, the kids being extremely very naughty on the park opposite which consists of a lone swing (they are very resourceful it must be said) are replaced by a load of borked rescue goats, donkeys and ex battery chickens.
 
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