A collection of poetry, spoken word and sung inspired by my life in Manchester. Please take a look, and maybe buy a book : )

His hands trembled and with every movement of his head his brain felt like the flipper-battered ball of his favourite Pinball machine.

I'm waiting for the customer, waiting, no sign, waiting . . . I get a message; "I'm looking for you', I send one back, 'where are you

Without doubt the best cinematic snapshot of life around the music scene in Manchester at that time. Humorous, energetic, adventurous,...

What are these pigeons eating? The Manchester pigeons all with one leg missing; The Piccadilly Pirates