‘O stand, stand at the window As the tears scald and start; You shall love your crooked neighbour With your crooked heart.’ It is possible for life to be a bowl of shit. Or it can be a much smaller saucer of shit. Conventional wisdom holds the latter to have the edge over the former, [...]
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Wednesday, December 9, 2009
It is a rare morning in the lifecycle of the agency that dawns with cause to be proud. Ordinarily it’s a matter of prying open encrusted eyelids to find oneself slumped in the wrinkly palm of last night’s barcalounger, empty bottles of King Shag Sauvignon Blanc scattered like bowling pins across the deep pile, fag-ends [...]
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‘That later we, though parted then, May still recall these evenings when Fear gave his watch no look; The lion griefs loped from the shade And on our knees their muzzles laid, And Death put down his book.’ And here, survival tips for Hanging Tender 2009, the first with Barack in the saddle (with gratitude [...]
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Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Word is in from the electronic mailroom that the agency’s incoming ECG has recently exhibited a palpable spike. Where the cybermailbag previously resembled nothing much more than a pendulous, geriatric scrotum, it has of late plumped out appreciably, tautening away the pachydermous wrinkles and stretching its knobbly surface to a pregnant sheen. What was once [...]
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He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone; At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone. (Hamlet, Act IV, Sc. V) There are agents weeping, wandering the corridors of 609 Greenwich Street like a feral pack of Ophelias. Julian Richards, who can be easily identified by his cockle hat [...]
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Friday, December 12, 2008
Sparkling news from The Betjeman Society’s Annual General Meeting in Canterbury. President Emeritus The Reverend Norman Darkling provided details pertaining to an early draft of the poet’s definitive A Subaltern’s Love Song recently unearthed in the gents’ public conveniences in Regents Park, London. Apparently the folio had been rolled into a loose scroll and used [...]
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Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Met Office is warning of a hairy swell round the Faroes so we’ve swung northerly and I am currently nestled like a sooty tern in a rocky fissure. Siglufjörður, m’bonnie bairns, Home of the Icelandic Herring, they tell me. A loosely piled panoply of corrugated iron, grimly painted and populated by shuffling consumptives with downward [...]
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Tuesday, October 14, 2008
A year into the life of a website would seem an appropriate period of time to take stock, absorb criticism and move forward with appropriate changes and material updates. Photographers should – if they are paying due attention to their cameras and careers – be able to post swathes of new material, evidence of twelve [...]
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Dear Mr Richards Further to our conversation of 23rd April I would like to confirm my interest in commissioning original photography from your agency for the purposes of creating an ongoing, cross-media advertising campaign promoting our line of products. To recap: TT Anussen is a Rotterdam-based manufacturer of state-of-the-art surgical devices pertaining to the lower [...]
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