Constructions

Here is what I would look like if I was made of wood. There’s probably a deep seated psychological reason I have done this. Or maybe it’s just a comment on my acting skills.

Here’s Malcolm Mclaren’s grave in Highgate cemetery. Pretty cool hey?

Do You remember Letraset? It was a sheet of plastic with the letters of the alphabet printed on it. You scribbled on one side and the letter was magically transfered to a sheet of paper. Repeat this process a few dozen times and et viola! you have a sentence! As you can imagine this was a somewhat laborious process, with slightly variable results.

I re-imagined this old tech from the perspective of a Geordie, with a somewhat reduced character set and therefore potential word selection.

The whole God and Adam thing always used to bug me – it always looked like he should have been actually passing something over to Adam – what was he up to anyway? attempting a slightly long distance hand shake?