Nearly 10 years ago, possibly even that long, I did some market research
work in Ushaw Moor.
I saw a peacock walking down the street.
It was accepted by
the residents as the most normal thing in the world.
Political prisoner, activist, journalist, hymn-writer, emerging thinktanker, aspiring novelist, "tribal elder", 2019 parliamentary candidate for North West Durham, Shadow Leader of the Opposition, "Speedboat", "The Cockroach", eagerly awaiting the second (or possibly third) attempt to murder me.
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