Sunset soothes us and we realise it is time to head home to pursue some form of leisurely activity and escape the vicious onslaught of the corporate day. We get paid well to do the tasks were asked and we do our best but there is often a brutality to the requests. The pains arising from wounds in the back where we have been metaphorically stabbed seem all the more unbearable as the perpetrator walks over and asks a question with a smile... he stabs others in the back as he speaks to you and you know that when he speaks to others he stabs you the same way.
More Blogs
-
0
We play in Vigo, Spain, on the 3rd of March
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tZgsPrGoqAQ -
2
blue
The sad man stares at a blank page and is afraid to mark it with m… -
0
Palmer Fest
Looking for a September holiday destination? Come and celebrate wi… -
0
Massachusetts.
I was born into a struggling family in the north west of England. W… -
1
inside
The pain that we feel inside, the things that we hide. A lady pus… -
0
Supervision
It’s something of a mess. The alcohol. The flirtation. The lack … -
10
Madrid
I've been traveling so much of late that I've not had a chance … -
1
true to you
The story of the spare wheel remains consistent and it remains true… -
2
18 October 2008
A whisper pierces the night from beyond the corner of the room. It’… -
0
the linguist
The linguist reappeared and brought a smile to my very soul. I had …