Monthly Archives: August 2015

159. Smiffy’s Sock

A man walks into a pub… Or more accurately, I walk into a pub. This isn’t uncommon. I like pubs. Pubs like me. I’m not one of these blokes who can’t have a pint on their own in a pub. … Continue reading

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158. Night Shift

It is Friday afternoon, around two fifteen. Soulless Boss takes a call from the job scheduling team. They tell him that the schedule has been brought forward, all jobs that weren’t urgent are now shit hot. “Fucking bastard bollocks,” says … Continue reading

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157. Captain Blood

“OH JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!” I sat bolt upright in a bed I didn’t know, in a room I’d never seen before. A digital alarm clock by the side of the bed told me it was 8.49am and it was a … Continue reading

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