Well the idea was to find Merlin and dress up as druids, or both.
There were five of us and three rucksacks and too many bottles of water to worry about describing.
I was dressed like a prannock and the plan was to go to Stonehenge and take pictures of other people taking pictures and prove to the world that we’d been – which is obviously the point of going to any tourist attraction that you’re somehow massively familiar with beforehand anyway.
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Writing about sex
I had one of those world-smashing conversations the other day. You know the ones. About SEX. When basically your parents have decided you’re old enough to talk like adults together, only not before they’ve said, ‘Now then, Matthew,’ like Jimmy Saville, or as if I’ve done something terrible, like forgetting to put an apple core in the bin, and then they start talking about SEX, like they’ve ACTUALLY had it, and as if to say YOU AREN’T AN ANDROID AFTER ALL.
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