Caricature of Life

WHO AM I?

My name is JJ, I'm a 26 year-old gentleman from a depressive little town on the west coast of Scotland by the name of Oban, which is famous for its rain and its whisky - two things which seem to medicate one another.

I need something better to fill this space on my Tumbleblog. Anyone with a suggestion should put it on a post-it note and email it to me =]

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Sep 29

As you may have been able to tell, I haven't been posting here a whole lot lately. In part because the site just hasn't been working all that well for me, but also because I've been working on a new blog, which can be found by clicking on the handy wee link. Check it out :-)

May 9

Welsh rockers Lostprophets at the Roundhouse as part of last weekend’s Camden Crawl.

An eye on the Eye.

Looking towards Westminster from the South Bank. I wondered at the time how different the place would be in a weeks time, and I guess we’re all still wondering the same thing today.

“Gonna post some London photographs, see if it can brighten my gloomy mood.”

Mar 29

Got the comfy seats on the 13:25
from Euston to Glasgow;
the comfy seats away from the crowds
and the masses of coughing strangers.
Got the comfy seats on the Virgin Train
with a window view all to myself,
and unlimited access to the toilet.
Paid £108 for the comfy seats
on the floor between Coach A and Coach B.
Thank you Richard Branson
for your fucking online booking system.

Brighton Pier

Brighton seafront….or is it Miami?

Living the Old Age Pensioners dream - eating chips on Brighton Pier!

A walk through Euston Station
is like stepping inside a time machine
where I can travel back into a
vast collection of memories,
like a room full of antique paintings,
each telling their own story.
The nervous wait before our first meeting;
writing a letter the next day in the belief
it would be our last.
Raindrops on a February morning.
The best afternoon in September;
teardrops by nightfall.
Krispy Kreme dougnuts and
countless cups of coffee.
I can’t wait for my next Tube ticket,
to provide me with the tools to
paint another masterpiece.

Mar 25

Is the front page of today’s Times newspaper deeply disturbing or strangely erotic?

You decide…

Mar 22

I wanna go back….

I’ve been thinking about my first trip to Portsmouth a lot today. I don’t know why specifically that trip or what brought it to mind, but it has been very prominant in my thoughts. It’s easy to recall events from your memory with a great degree of added hyperbole, but those couple of days at the start of October really were very special. I think that if there was one day I could re-visit in its entirety right now, it would be the day of my first trip to Portsmouth.

“Lord knows there are many things lacking in my life, but listening to - and being utterly blown away by - Nobody Girl by Ryan Adams has made me kinda realise that perhaps the greatest thing lacking from my life at the moment is someone who appreciates Ryan and his music. Just a thought. Such people are hard to come by.”

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