Happy Hour in Herne Hill

• a little poem about a greasy spoon From niallosullivan in Happy Hour in Herne Hill (1353 days old)

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• BBC1 6.30pm tonight From niallosullivan in Happy Hour in Herne Hill (1353 days old)

  Just a quick plug, I got interviewed by BBc London news about the state of poetry, so all you bloggers from the big smoke can watch me talking bollocks on bbc1 from 6.30 tonight. ha!… more

• and so, the time is near... From niallosullivan in Happy Hour in Herne Hill (1356 days old)

  ...and I have defected to My Space! Sorry to the blog.co.uk bunch, but the other guys let me download sound files! If you want to hear recordings of me reading my own stuff go to www.myspace.com/niall… more

• Fan Letter to a Dead Man From niallosullivan in Happy Hour in Herne Hill (1383 days old)

  The first time I read Bukowski’s poetry I was on my summer break from art school. At that time my family were living in a rented house in Slough. It was a respectable enough place, built around the fi… more

• pain of return part two- baby caught the A train... From niallosullivan in Happy Hour in Herne Hill (1388 days old)

  I seem to be missing everything right now. First up, my girlfriend has flown off to Hungary for a week. She’s going with one of our ministers to meet one of their ministers. She’ll have one day free t… more

• The Ikea School of Philosophy From niallosullivan in Happy Hour in Herne Hill (1394 days old)

  We join two poets in a bar, so far the conversation has been pretentious, ego preening and tiresome. What else did you expect? Man is the measure of all things. True, but only because things cou… more

• knowing the taste of the final straw From niallosullivan in Happy Hour in Herne Hill (1396 days old)

  Staring at me from my desk is the staff id card for the job I walked out from in September. It’s about five years old. The photograph is a passport photo of me in my waterproof top, with three tee shi… more

• The Red Tops From niallosullivan in Happy Hour in Herne Hill (1397 days old)

  The drivers I worked with were angry, because their money wasn’t good enough, because their women didn’t want them when they were drunk, and they only worked up the will after a few pints. … more

• Slow death of an empire, part two- Always trust a smile from a tourrettes sufferer From niallosullivan in Happy Hour in Herne Hill (1397 days old)

  He seems pleasant enough, perhaps too pleasant. He stands in a shop doorway and greets everyone with a chirpy but servile hello. His posture is slightly hunched with his hands cupped together, not tha… more

• big ugly mouth, some points about public speaking From niallosullivan in Happy Hour in Herne Hill (1401 days old)

  Read at an open mike in a Borders book store in Islington. They still have a copy of my collection on the shelf in there, same one that was there two months ago. Anyway, I don’t normally do open mik… more

• Pain of Return- part one, A Love Supreme From niallosullivan in Happy Hour in Herne Hill (1402 days old)

  The correct Latin translation for nostalgia is pain of return, or so I’m told by a reliable source, Mr Robert Yates, a poetry and translation genius. This morning, I was staring at the cover of my Jo… more

• Spirituality, Taxation and the Scandal of the Bogus Jazz Journalist. From niallosullivan in Happy Hour in Herne Hill (1403 days old)

  “I’m a very spiritual person”- Read this as; “ I know that religion is a crock of shit but I still can’t summon the nerve to give God the blow off.” Sorry about that, had a busy day yesterday. Start… more

• The slow death of an empire. Part one- Sainsbury's. From niallosullivan in Happy Hour in Herne Hill (1404 days old)

  Just been to my local Sainsbury’s to buy ingredients needed for Maricel to cook one of her Filipino dishes. They have these unmanned check outs where you swipe the items yourself, then pay with cards … more

• what you need to know about me, again. From niallosullivan in Happy Hour in Herne Hill (1404 days old)

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