The name’s Michael H. @MichaelForShort.

Monthly archives for November, 2015

Dreaming of Barnacles

Dreaming of Barnacles

I had the most peculiar dream last night. I was in Shrewsbury Market Hall (@markethallshrew) and saw some giant barnacles for sale. This was not at the fish and seafood stall as you might expect, but at one of the fruit and veg stalls. I’d never seen them for sale before – I didn’t even […]

This is our Live Time

This is our Live Time

We’re here for a chink of light in the dead darkness of the history of the world. I remember that as I eat my muesli and revel in the taste and texture. When I sat in the graveyard a few week ago, looking at all the stone lids of the places where only dust marks […]

When I Typed “Help Me Please” Into Go...

When I Typed “Help Me Please” Into Google

A few weeks ago I typed the phrase “help me please” into Google. What came back was extraordinary, as you can read below. But first of all, you might be wondering – why did I do it? Well, please don’t worry, it wasn’t that I was on the brink of jumping off something tall. But […]