8/21/2022 0 Comments A Love Letter To BoomtownI had the astute pleasure of attending Boomtown Fair, Chapter One: The Gathering in Winchester, United Kingdom in August 2022. That week was one of the best weeks of my life. Thank you to everyone that made Boomtown as stupid, wacky and special as it was. I love you all ❤
Following the absolutely earth-shattering spectacle that is Boomtown Fair, I wrote A Love Letter To Boomtown. Please let me know your thoughts in the comments below!
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8/21/2022 0 Comments A Night In The Cells Pt. 2Welcome back to The Lonesome Wanderer's adventures through the English criminal justice system. If you haven't yet read the first part that details my heinous crimes and high-octane arrest, make sure you go back and read this first else you'll be lost and confused.
If you're all caught up, hello there, welcome back, gripped and eager reader. You left me as the heavy iron cell door clanged shut, echoing profusely and wailing down the corridor like a violent shudder of sadness. It was akin, in fact, to the shudder of sadness that ravaged it's way through me. Its a funny thing being in the clink. There is an unshakeable sense of impending doom that tells you you are going to prison for the rest of your life and there ain't a damn thing you can do about it. Having your freedom taken away from you is truly awful. You have to ask to eat, ask to drink, ask for toilet paper, ask them to turn the light down. It really sucks. you feel inhuman, and it's no wonder why those that have done long stints in jail turn into such animals. 8/6/2022 0 Comments A Night In The Cells Pt. 1Now this is a different tone, isn't it.
Recently, I had the astute pleasure of spending a night in the old bill hotel, otherwise known as Holborn Police Station. It's a funny thing being arrested in broad daylight in the middle of Oxford Street, London. Something about the thousands of shoppers wandering up and down, aimlessly meandering amongst the sprawl of high end stores and fashion boutiques adds to the embarrassment of it all. Such a calm and unsuspecting scene, sliced down the middle by a sheepish looking Lonesome Wanderer being herded into the back of a bully van by four fully armed Metropolitan Police Officers. At 5:30 on a Thursday evening no less. Now I'm sure you're scrambling for your wits and questioning your very eyes. "Sorry WHAT!? You got nicked!?". And the answer is yes, yes I did. Read on to find just why I did, and how bizarre and introspective I found the situation to be. |
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