Well i've finally made it into the 21st Century, and only 9 years in. I finally have an outlet for the strange thoughts in my head which make some laugh, some frown and some just shake their heads in that pitiful way that makes you feel like your about 12 again.
Hoxton Ducks? A reference to my locale... and the baddest ducks in this whole damn town (shit there I go already).
I am not that sure what i'll be putting here... I would imagine that at any one time it could be surreal, hopefully humorous and maybe informative. Now i'm not talking lectures on Voodoo Economics, just thoughts on anything new (or old) that i'm enjoying.
Of course it could just be the boring rantings and tirades of an urban city dweller, who dreams of life by the sea, against anyone who gets in his way... and trust me, that can be many and various... IT Service Desks that should just be called Desks, people who take the lift one floor when i'm late for work (again), cyclists (yes, all of those smug fuckers, pretty much without exception), heavy footed upstairs neighbours, techno obsessed downstairs neighbours and yes, those FUCKING HOXTON DUCKS...
