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The Coffee Spoon Auditorium blog lists entries by both Ben and Henry in chronological order. If you want to see just one of our blogs, from these links you can see entries from Henry or Ben alone.

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Words To Live By

"Would you like to hear some Punjabi hip-hop?"

Boy Meets World Part Three: Cornwall - Back To Wrecking, Me 'Ansums

Within a couple of days, I realised that this part of my holiday was going to be distinctly different from what had gone before. The first part of the trip had been an adventure of sorts; even when I was among friends and family, I took care of myself, set my own schedule and took my own risks (such as they were). It was entirely my trip. Now I was with my parents, in a place they had chosen based on familiarity, able to give my input on our itinerary but mostly working to their plans.

Boy Meets World Part 2: Glasgow & Edinburgh - I Can Spell Rose

The Castle is a rather grim, grey eminence, and the skies chose to compliment it by drizzling irresolutely all through the morning. It's also a place heavy with history, to the point where it isn't especially conducive to light conversation. On the other hand, it's chockers with photo opportunities, and as we were all alone in Edinburgh we bonded over the shared experience of happy-snapping each other. Also, believe it or not, military history (of which there is a similar abundence at the Castle) provides some wonderful comic material.

Boy Meets World Part 1: London - The Underground is Not a Political Movement

Foreword: It's been an interesting year for me. Changes of varying significance have abounded. And they haven't left me unaffected. I've been a life-long "I'd Like To" man: I'd like to be a writer, I'd like to improve my confidence, I'd like to learn to dance.  read more »

Lives in Your Hands

For those of you who are interested, I am delighted to say that we have some new material up on the Auditorium. In addition to an untitled piece by new author Tsurumaru, which I totally recommend you read (it has the distinct advantage of not being written by me), I've dashed together a little number called 'Appointments'.  read more »

Best Medicine.

Just in case you've managed to scour the Intermaweb while still isolated in a dank, dirty cave, you might be surprised to find out that there's a bit of an economic crisis around. Actually, a few banks have defaulted, and the money people have deposited in them is not necessarily coming back. Oh, and a couple of mortgage lenders went bust, and people's homes might disappear as a result.  read more »

On Self-Loathing, and other such Conveniences.

Today's Australian republishes an opinion piece first published on the online magazine Spiked. It might seem a little bizarre that the Oz - bastion of market liberalism that it is - might choose to shed light on an article by a magazine claiming to be Marxist, but when it turns out to be a diatribe about the folly of climate change politics, you realise that the Australian really was the article's spiritual home.

 

Now, I don't want to weigh into the climate change debate, as such. My concern is purely linguistic  read more »

An Each-Way Bet: Here's Me Weighing In To The Evolution Saga.

In response to the resignation of Ian Sample from the Institute of Education in London for his pro-creationism views, I propose a compromise. Now, of course I have to state my position here. I'm one of those simple-minded folks who believe that humans evolved from apes,*and that such a complex and baffling world as probably did take more than six days to get from nothing to, well, everything. More to the point, on the evidence available, I believe that's the most reasonably theory we've got. I'm all for people having a different view, from mine though. In fact, I encourage it. So, here's the thing  read more »

fuffering fuckatafh.

This is an excerpt from a book I am currently perusing.  read more »

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Anticrastination.

I didn't want to go back to work after finishing lunch. So I decided to look up procrastination on Wikipedia. Much to my dismay, the entry does not point out the innate irony in its existence.