Thursday, 25 March 2010

25th March

Ok people.
Amazing,i actually feel inspired to write again.
The sex manual is in the air.
those awkward case studies are about to get rinsed.
But 1st,
mate,lemme tell you about my dinner last night.


Go to the store and buy.

Some lamb rump meat/steaks,cost me 3 quid for 3.
pack of pitta bread
pack of halumi cheese
some of that yogurt/cucumber stuff that begins with a "T" which i can't pronounce,let alone spell.
A lime
a chilli
some olive oil
splash of wine.

a pack of salad(for show like,especially if you are cooking for a bird)
random herbs.Corriander/basil/tymne however you spell it/all that shit.

Get a frying pan.
I have one that is quite heavy.
dunno if that makes any difference though.

A bowl for mixing.

This it it.
we are ready.

Get the lamb rump steaks.
Chuck them in the bowl.
Pour over a good lot of olive oil.
loads of salt and pepper then the herbs.
Half the lime and squish it all in then chuck the skins in.
Cut up and wack in the chilli.

Cut the hallumi into thick slices
and wack that in the bowl too.

Get ya hands in and carefully mix that shit up.

Be carefull not to break up the hallumi
that's why ya gotta cut them pretty thick like.

Get ya frying pan.
Heat a bit of olive oil.
Heat that shit hot.
High heat
Till it's fuckin volcanic.

Slam in the meat and lime skins.
Cook each side for about 2 minutes
Forcing them fuckers down with a spatula.
Flip em
the cooked side i want charred yeah.
If they aint then they aint ready for flipping.

There's 4 sides to them steaks.
you gotta burn the edges too yeah.
Incinerate the bastards.
I wanna smell charred flesh.
chuck in any spare lime juices.

ok,8 to 10 mins down the line yeah chuck in a splash of wine if ya got and burn that shit away.
Don't matter if you aint.

carefully add the halumi to the pan.
Cook each side for about a minute till they're brown.
Flip and do the other side.

shit's ready to eat.

Toast some pitta.
cut into strips

get the yogurt stuff.

Dip that pitta in and eat.
Get the salad.


it's well good.

the lamb was slightly pink inside.
You can cook that stuff way longer than beef and it still remains tender.

telling ya,the meat was melt in the mouth.

I gotta just say
i've kinda shot my load now.
I have coffee.

I must start work on the Sex manual.

Focus Alexander.

Sunday, 21 March 2010


I see love everywhere tonight.
And god.
I see the black couple,
his head on her hair,
eyes closed.
Such peace on his plump lips,
her gaze to the window.
The white couple just there in front,
him reading documents.
She kisses his cheek.
Pure cheeky affection
and i am touched by all of this.
And tonight,
God stirs in me.
I give to the usual tube beggar.
His usual nasal skag whine now fills me with love for mankind.
Give what you can.
There's always someone worse off than you.
Put yourself in their shoes
A man is pretty desperate when he needs comfirmation that he shouldn't drink British rail issued bathroom cleaner left on the hand dryer.
That hard earned pound of yours will bring some respite.
Half an hour of Tennants sippings will make it slightly better for a little while.
What's a pound to you.