Underlow emits a constant whining sound which ebbs and flows with the moon. It is protected by a foul gas and stands on marshy ground. The nearest settlement is a tiny hamlet named Churchwick which was abandoned during the First World War. An ideal outlet when discretion is necessary.
Radiation...
- Martin, from the Hauntology thread
Martin really is the poet of Grim Britannia, his writing viscerally evocative of a bygone England no-one can remember, nor seems to want to.
Watching Life on Mars again this evening, I was struck by how WRONG it feels. The rough n ready unPC PCs actually...
amoral market participant
critic of islam
grimbritannia
hauntology
intelligent insights by thinking men
lucid and powerful minds
mr tea doing sexual things with fruit
mr tea putting assorted objects up his anus
stumbled on
tea banging on about his bloody nostrils!
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