I am so tired. I’m also not sure what I’m doing. My Mum is “better” than yesterday when we rang 999 but the delirium is still worrying. She keeps saying there are people standing in the room. It’s scary. The GP has refused to prescribe an antibiotic on account of my Mum’s age and the […]
Continue ReadingOur ongoing crisis reached a bit of a peak yesterday when I found myself dialling 999. I don’t really want to get into the weeds about the day but we think my Mum has a UTI, which is apparently common in the elderly. She had one a few years ago that left her rambling (another […]
Continue ReadingWhy Dunciad.com?
It’s a cool domain name and it was available. Yes, I know. Available. Crazy, isn’t it?
Really?
Yes. It also helps that it’s also my favourite satire written by Alexander Pope, one of the most metrically pure English poets who also knew his way around a crude insult or two. If you’ve not read it, you should give it a try.
So this is satire, right?
Can’t deny it. There will be some. But it’s also an experiment in writing and drawing, giving work away for free in order to see how many people are willing to support a writer doing his thing. It’s the weird stuff that I wouldn’t get published elsewhere in this word of diminishing demands and cookie-cutter tastes.
