Tag Archives: The absurd

RIP Spartacus

Posted on 07/02/2020 by patrickprinsloo

Spartacus hadn’t been in Hollywood for all that long when he was spotted in the Gladiator night club by a sharp-eyed talent scout. He protested that he could speak only Latin and a smidgen of Turkish (another beer please; has … Continue reading →

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Hot Lover

Posted on 24/10/2019 by patrickprinsloo

He could tell from the way she held a needle that this babe was hot. He invited her onto the dance floor and to the frenzied beat of the B52s they discussed safety pins, button holing, quilt making, zip replacement, … Continue reading →

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A Salutary Tale

Posted on 31/08/2018 by patrickprinsloo

Alice kept a watchful eye on the shed reflected in the side mirror of the van. Dormouse had suggested that Knave was inside, and she wasn’t going to let him slip through her fingers, especially as he had the antidote … Continue reading →

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This Won’t Hurt

Posted on 24/08/2018 by patrickprinsloo

“Bring your own or let us know and we’ll get one for you for little extra charge.” Well, of course I had one. Who on earth reaches the ripe old age of thirty-six without having a dentist? Silly-billy. So I … Continue reading →

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Paranoid

Posted on 29/07/2017 by patrickprinsloo

Our writing group has always been a mix of covert jealousy and overt distrust. Why the library continues to let us have access to one of their meeting rooms each week, God alone knows. The snarling, the shouting, the vitriol … Continue reading →

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100 Words – Yellow

Posted on 26/07/2017 by patrickprinsloo

Being an outsider artist isn’t always easy. At first Ned’s latest urinal installation, Telephone – Yellow, didn’t attract positive write-ups, certainly not in the magazines that count. But he persisted. Later an agent started working for him and, despite Ned’s … Continue reading →

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The True Path

Posted on 21/04/2017 by patrickprinsloo

“Father.” “Son?” “Father.” “To what do we owe this visit, my son?” “Father. It’s these oranges. Produce of Israel.” “Ah, and you seek, what? Guidance, prayers?” “I do, Father.” “And you come to me even though we’ve not seen you … Continue reading →

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Obituary: Danny Burlap

Posted on 20/12/2016 by patrickprinsloo

Danny Burlap was well known in the squares of central London. Each evening he would wheel his piano to his chosen places and spend thirty minutes or so playing anything from Mozart through Scott Joplin to Keith Jarrett. The public … Continue reading →

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Never Trust A Nightingale

Posted on 15/12/2016 by patrickprinsloo

We got together around August last. At first we sang folk songs, sea shanties, some spirituals. And then a bunch of sheep said, Get yourself a teacher. We settled on a nightingale from the local wood. She agreed to work … Continue reading →

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Short back and sides

Posted on 23/11/2016 by patrickprinsloo

I went for a haircut a couple of weeks ago. The barber, a nice man, said I should collect the clippings and sell them on ebay. I said why would anyone want to buy any of my hair and he … Continue reading →

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