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I hope my shows inspire people to be more thoughtful and plant a seed in their brains and bodies to take action and pay attention to people and political movements that have caused these things that I satirise.' by Edward Field / 5th January 2018 Just when all seemed well with the world, once Jack and Jill have fallen in love, have moved in together, have bought their first apartment, have decided to marry and have a baby – or two, have moved gently up the jobs and housing ladder, have established a circle of good friends and a dinner-party-giving social life, have holidayed in Cuba or other cool middle-class destinations, have swapped their left-leaning politics for more centrist ones, have organised their granddaughter’s naming day, have reached the extraordinarily ripe age of fifty-two and forty-nine respectively and are, indeed, a ‘perfect couple’, Jack and Jill, at the top of their hill, just then, when everything seems just peachy, then things… The snow started toward the end of October, kind of early but not unusual and nothing serious. So as I drove down the dirt road from my cabin to the highway I was intrigued to see a figure trudging along. The figure turned out to be a girl: stocky, round of face under her parka hood. I recognised it as a buffalo rifle, and an old one at that. This collection brings together 100 of the best examples, hand-picked by Mariella Frostrup and the Erotic Review.PHOENIX CYCLES is a friendly, independent cycle shop in Battersea, London SW11.At the height of his short-lived fame, Joe Orton – anarchic playwright and cause célèbre of the English theatre – is found murdered at 25 Noel Road, Islington, his brains bashed in by his long-term lover and one-time collaborator Kenneth Halliwell.Divided in life by Orton’s hard-won success as a writer, the two are forever united in death when Halliwell savagely bludgeons Orton with a hammer then takes a fatal dose of sedatives.by Danielle Schloss / 11th January 2018 Her body wobbles next to mine as I lie, awake in the dark, pondering the miracle of my being here with her.Her thunderous breathing regulates my thoughts, the heavy intake and expiration of breath like a train crashing through the night.Established in 1992, our bike range isn’t huge but it is considered.
by Belén Bale / 6th September 2017 'Performance and satire can give us kind of a cathartic feeling that there are people concentrating on calling out this move to the right but really it’s what we do with that feeling. My line of work gets slow in winter and I wanted the time out to do some writing. The result is at times touching, at others, highly erotic. Strict mistresses, naughty maids, handsome gardeners and disarming strangers; literature is awash with love, sex and desire.
Her side of the bed leans dangerously close to the floor, while I lie light as a feather on mine, trying a funambulist’s act not to roll down against her.
I think irrelevantly of Power Plates, the micro-muscular structure solicited as people balance precariously on the machine, pretending to be astronauts.
The air is warm, the curtains are drawn and the sweet sound of elevator music fills the room: like a tornado in baby blue, Fancy Chance, air steward to Ameri Korea air, chucks a pack of mini cheddars at my head.
by Leon Horton / 3rd January 2018 London, 9 August, 1967.