Dave Edmunds

Cat People Pressure

Recently I’ve been feeling the pressure from the “Cat People”. By “Cat People” I am not referring to a race of cat-and-human hybrids who only I can see and hear and communicate with – as everyone knows they watch us from the shadows and none of us really see them, but we always know they are there, whiskers twitching… – but people who love cats more than dogs and want the whole world to know it.

Well, all you devious More

The best dog ever

Prince is one of the most jovial dogs I have ever seen and this I say not because he is our dog, but I have seen other dogs that our neighbors have and they would just lie around the house whole day, just waking up for the time to eat or when they have to answer the nature’s call. On the other hand it seems like prince has never ending energy, which just keeps him alive and kicking all the More

Good Old Analogue

You must know this by now: I’m a normal, average, everyday English bloke. So it goes without saying, then, that I like normal everyday things just like everyone else.

Why oh why, then, I ask you, do people think I am the kind of man who appreciates space-age technology? OK, so I appreciate it for some things – like in science fiction films, or when I need to pay for things using my card and it does the magical bleepy More

A Run A Day

At work, I often run into this one bloke who I really don’t like. I should say before I go any further, and before you get it in your head that he’s a nasty person hellbent on doing me harm, that he isn’t. Actually he is a nice and well-liked bloke. Which is exactly why I hate him. It is this “good nature” that makes all the girls swoon over him. I also despise his athletic figure.

But if you More

Having The Privilege

I am constantly forgetting things. I mean all the time, in the manner of someone who has a serious problem. It can be a complete nightmare, and equally it can be fantastic; usually it’s a mixture of the two, and I just make do.

I can never remember poems either, even simple ones like I just wrote! It’s a sad state of affairs…But luckily I wrote it down, so it isn’t going anywhere. Reason for celebration at last!

But what’s More

Importance Of Writing Random Thoughts

Some people might subscribe to the idea that during sleep the brain churns out nonsense rubbish gibberish, but I am not one of them, and I never will be. In fact, I happen to think that what ran through my head last night probably does mean something. It must do. It was so amazing and articulate that it couldn’t just be random.

The words were odd, but that’s nothing unusual. It began like this… tattoo removal uk …Why are Giraffe’s More

Bring On The Gypsies!

As an every day English bloke called Dave – has there ever been a more common name apart from maybe Mohammed? – Bridal Fabrics rarely feature in my day to day thoughts. OK, so they might sneak in every now and again when I think of a wedding a few years ago where the bride had an accident and two very distinctive parts of her anatomy popped out simultaneously, but generally they don’t. Not ever. Until last night, when they More

Still Sad You Are You?

Watching a documentary on Bono and Mick Jagger the other day – among other lucky fellows of rock and roll, if you can call U2 that, but still… – I realised that I am not too different from them. I mean, that’s a lie. Obviously I have never played music to a million people on a massive stage, and I have never been on a private jet, but still, they are but men, and I am a man. What I More

Beating The Pain Barrier!

As a normal, everyday, English bloke, I am not exactly super-fit. I wouldn’t say I am un-fit – actually, I would say I am “slim with a punch”, as I once wrote when I applied for a job – but I would say that I could improve a fair bit. By actually doing exercise, namely. This was something I toyed with the other day on my first jogging session in absolutely ages:

The running shoes went on at 8pm, and More

Are Preconceptions True?

I suppose with a title like that you must be thinking “Dave, you massive dimwit, of course they are true, otherwise they wouldn’t be preconceptions, would they?” And in many ways you would be correct; preconceptions are, after all, usually based on some basic truth: something which is invariably true, but has perhaps been stretched in one direction or another a little elaborately over time.

What about preconceptions about cultures and countries and people? Well, I have to say that More