Category Archive: Rob

Utrem nunquam inanis

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The bottle never empty Refills behind my back Like yesterday  Today Drunk again Alas alack. The Biro expires A bodies end Ink like blood A blank letter sends But offer me A kiss… Continue reading

Frigida Mors

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“Why don’t you let yourself die? B “…I’m not unhappy enough…that was always my unhap, unhappy but not unhappy enough”. A Rough for Theatre 1. Samuel Beckett. Traditionally, sticking ones head in the… Continue reading

Transire Verbum

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Does anyone know how to activate the password for Freedom Numbers? Robert Garnham 22nd August 2012 Woodbridge Suffolk

Libertatem Numerus

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FN 726221 Today I have been issued with my Freedom Number. After 54 years I am free. I now have complete freedom of the Library of information and complete freedom to roam in… Continue reading

Stertit Perturbatione

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Apparently you snore really bad when you sleep… We shall see… I have drunk a considerable amount… Maybe I will be unconscious before I become aware    of your nocturnal sonic perturbations… We undress… Continue reading

Mortuos

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“The expression that   there is nothing to express   nothing with which to express   nothing from which to express   no power to express   no desire to express   together… Continue reading

The forty-ninth writer on the blog is..

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The forty-ninth writer on the blog is Robert Garnham. Rob builds guitars. Dozens of hand built electric and acoustic guitars hang around the walls and stand in constant use against amplifiers. Each is… Continue reading