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The worst sin towards our fellow creatures is not to hate them, but to be indifferent to them: that's the essence of inhumanity.

Have you ever seen such bedroom eyes?

I want a true history of my city

10 Murray: to be crucified at the alter of good taste , April 2010. A large - if not the central - part of the reason that I would not like 10 Murray to go is explained by the following poem. I want a true history of my city, not an airbrushed, tourist-friendly, blandishments dominant theme park of convicts, sandstone and trees. PLEA FOR A HISTORY OF WORKING-CLASS LEEDS , by Barry Tebb I want a true history of my city FUCK THE DE LACY FAMILY AND DOUBLE FUCK JOHN OF GAUNT ESPECIALLY And all his descendants With their particular vilenesses - I met one in the sixties Who had all the coldness of Himmler So svelte and adored by the cognoscenti. I want a history responsive To the needs of the working-class One that will minute the back-to-backs Spread over the city like a seamless robe SO FUCK CUTHBERT BRODERICK’S TOWN HALL BRIDEWELL AND MAGISTRACY. I want a history of the culture Of the working class and not Hoggart’s slimy gone-up-in-the-world Jabber for the curious bourgeoisie He was es...

The hardest hit, as everywhere, are those who have no choice.

Why is Henry looking so sad? Is it because we've seen (and enjoyed very much) the Hi-5 Surprise live show this afternoon, and won't see it again?

Sometimes I think the surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe is that none of it has tried to contact us.

Art! Turning over a new page. April 2010. It's art! Apparently.

People may or may not say what they mean... but they always say something designed to get what they want.

Give me that camera!

Nothing inspires forgiveness quite like revenge.

View from the corner of Elizabeth and Davey Street. An April morning, 2010. It's going to have to be a very quick Theme Thursday today, too bloody busy by half. Too busy, perhaps, even for LUNCH.

One should either be sad or joyful. Contentment is a warm sty for eaters and sleepers.

We're still at the communal showers phase here. The key concern at the moment doesn't concern hair washing or tooth brushing, it involves the dangers inherent in dancing on wet and slippery floors. Seriously, we're going to have a spill one of these evenings.