This is a tiny selection of stuff I liked when I first wrote this site. Eventually the searchable section in the next frame will link to everything I have written in the last five or six years, which — if nothing else — makes a useful cuttings library for my use when I'm travelling. To put it another way: most journalism involves the recycling of garbage. Here's mine.
The search words recorded in my web logs are an interesting example of apparent design from randomness. They aren't quite the results of a hurricane in a junkyard. They are more like the results of a toddler sneezing in a box of lego. Here some recent fragments from searches that hit the blog ...
6: found poetry
2: shankill butchers
2: top gear theme tune
2: dirtiest joke
2: shankill road butchers
1: green snot
1: bishop nigel mccullough
1: madplayer
1: paying some extra money and let the laundrette shop wash the clothes
1: thucydides and us invasion of iraq
An energetic person would turn these into google links, but I haven't even put up many of the Guardian profiles yet.