The Shacklewell Harm was heaving.
Nigel sweated angrily while the barman chatted to his mates, before turning and walking towards him with a smile.
“Two pints of Doom, please, and a JD and Diet Coke.”
But the barman wasn’t smiling at him.
Nigel’s friends looked on, nonplussed, as he shouldered a hipster and forced his way to the exit.
Dalston was getting out of hand. It was time to take the power back. Continue reading “The Dalston Vigilante”
Legend has it that 666 is the number of the beast. If the beast has 3 horns, and each of those horns represents 1 of those 6s, it’s a good bet that for runners, 1 of those horns embodies the 6 marathon majors. How else can you describe the hell one goes through to achieve the hallowed goal of running all 6? I caught up with Junior Robbani, of Run Dem Crew, to find out.
Continue reading “The Six Marathon Majors”
“Do you want a cup of tea, Mum?”
I make one anyway.
She doesn’t mean it. Dad’s no-show upset her. Continue reading “After Dinner”
There in the kitchen, my father,
His mouth overfilling with pills,
Says to me “Paulie, I’m sorry.
I’m sorry, I know what I’ve done.”
And I say “Now you’ve ruined Christmas”
And turn from the shame of his tears. Continue reading “Sestina”
His ghost stole in like the grey fingers of dawn.
I am queuing for a Cadbury’s Applause,
Back wheel spinning, glimpsed through the grocery door.
Continue reading “Villanelle”
140 character stories
Alfonso, Scissor Maestro of Wanstead. LBC radio, black and white headshots. You rescued my attempt at teen style- plenty of change from £3.
Continue reading “Short & Tweet”
I sat down to interview Jason Lawrence of Run Dem Crew about The Speed Project.
Continue reading “The Speed Project”