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Coming soon to the Octagon Theatre Bolton 19th June and The MET Bury 17th July (tickets on sale now) a new play by the MaD Theatre Group. Its called all the single ladies. Of course I am in it. CLICK MaD THEATRE

Meet some of the cast.

TO THE AARDVARKSKETTLE

A BRIEF INTRODUCTION

By reading what you are currently reading you can be forgiven for feeling slightly confused especially when you get to the end. That really is not the intention. But what ever way one choses to extrapolate the ambivalent connotations that pertain to just exactly what you think you are reading, reality will dictate otherwise. And by failing to understand just what it is all about you will no doubt envisage a certain amount of befuddlement and surprisingly a moment or two of clarity, but that will be short lived. And as you delve deeper and deeper into the subject matter you will undoubtably engage a rhetorical form of only understanding just what it is you are supposed to understand whilst engaging in a meta physical bandying of words that purport to mean just exactly what they say, whilst actually meaning nothing at all. Now would be a good time to click on the menu button at the top right of this page.

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A man who looks into the eyes of a dolphin and see’s cat food will one day become rich beyond his wildest dreams of avarice. Yet a man who looks into the eyes of cat and see’s Dolphin food will not CLICK HERE RED BOOK

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  1. William recalled his own mother, a figure of quiet strength lingering smell of Nut Brown ales “Remember, William,” she would say, as she dragged me along slowly down the street, “it’s the journey that counts, not the destination.

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  2. gentle reminder that knowledge was not merely stored in books but gathered from all

    experiences, conversations, and the world around me.

    For some reason from time to time developed this feeling of hanging her upside down, then removing the wrinkles out of her throat. There I was naked standing in our tin bath.

    20/12/1943.

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