Notes From a Leaky Spongebag.


The collected writings of Bradley C. Williams — observations on culture, politics, and the everyday absurdity of being alive.

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  • Flies – A completely reasonable theory about flies, global domination, and why there are always two of them.

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Everything else, in no particular order

  • The Dioscuri Sequence.
    An extract from my first novel, ‘Mercian Nights’. (A.K.A. ‘What happens when you get a few years of comments you’ve made on other people’s posts on social media and write… Read more: The Dioscuri Sequence.
  • The Lost Village of Lawers.
    I had heard of this place for many years. Whispers on the wind. Hushed voices in dark places. Softly spoken legends. Muttered myth. Once, a long time ago, I visited… Read more: The Lost Village of Lawers.
  • British-Australian Weather.
    A universally shared experience is not always universally shared. Sometimes you can completely fail to describe something because there is no common place for two minds to meet. Sometimes you… Read more: British-Australian Weather.
  • Buffalo Shoulder.
    Bob Marley had some serious issues with pasta products containing inferior meats. A lot of his songs were about this subject. Songs such as ‘Could this be Dove?’, ‘Get Ham,… Read more: Buffalo Shoulder.
  • Livin’ on a Snotty Prayer.
    Johnny Bovi wrote some great lyrics, these are not some of them. The sad tale of Johnny B’s Nan who had an abusive relationship with Johnny’s sister, Gina Jon Bovi.… Read more: Livin’ on a Snotty Prayer.
  • We Landed on the Goddamn Moon!
    I have recently found myself thinking about space. Specifically, the bit near the Earth which, admittedly, is a very small part of space but still pretty huge in comparison to,… Read more: We Landed on the Goddamn Moon!
  • The Unheard Tales of the Infamous B-Team.
    Anyone who had the misfortune to live through both Hulkamania and the Millennium remembers ‘The A-Team’ Even those who managed to escape the torture of Robbie ‘Dickwhistle’ Williams gurning and… Read more: The Unheard Tales of the Infamous B-Team.
  • AI Psychiatrist.
    I forced ChatGPT to read pretty much everything I have ever written in my entire life and asked it to use those windows into my psyche to create a psychological… Read more: AI Psychiatrist.
  • Hulkamania!!
    It may seem bizarre to the majority of people. It may seem funny to some. It may seem to be some kind of hysterical conspiracy theory borne of a warped,… Read more: Hulkamania!!
  • Trump? Again? WTAF!!
    Having just been informed that a large, ginger ape with serious boundary issues, is once again the doofus POTUS, I find myself, not for the first time, revisiting the idea… Read more: Trump? Again? WTAF!!
  • The Costa Living Holiday Resort.
    A wonderful holiday in the sun. Sort of.
  • New Government Cost of Living Advice Issued.
    How to continue living despite everything being geared against you.
  • Dinnae Nae Go Dae Dem Drugs Neebs.
    Marc Bolan of T-Rex demonstrating why drugs and rock and roll don’t always mix well.
  • A Dream’s Wake.
    A poem without toes.
  • Walking in the Cold.
    Snow can be heartless.
  • A Bike Ride in a Nutshell.
    8 hours of off road cycling condensed into a handful of words and pictures.
  • Random Voices 3: This Time They’re Croaky.
    Sometimes the random voices come to me mid-afternoon; lunchtime, maybe half one, replete with a plateful of hot, buttered crumpets. They try to convince me to become a Seventh Day Adventist, take up rollerblading and invest in pork belly futures. It never works, even with the crumpet bribe.
  • The Sad Tale of the Last Teabag.
    Does anyone ever use the last one? Have the same ‘last bags’ been around since the dawn of time? Did Alexander the Great once look in his tea chest, see one sad little bag and immediately rush off to the shops for more?
  • The Fart Truck Cometh.
    None can escape its evil wheels. Wheels that go round and round. Wheels that smell like ass.
  • Sooty Gas.
    Sooty and the crew. Where are they now?
  • Marmalade.
    Beak or lips? Who knows? Probably someone but not me. Either way they’re adept at using those things that help you get lids off jars. You know the ones. Your Gran probably has one somewhere,
  • Smoking.
    If you’re gonna smoke, smoke Chesterfields.
  • Wanted: Fed or Alive.
    Some of the most diabolical, evil and downright naughty members of the animal kingdom. Approach with caution and a cheese and onion pasty.
  • Down At the Adelaide Aldi.
    Another example of how, with a few lyrical tweaks, a song can be improved immensely.
  • The Greatest Paintings in History.
    As an art aficionado, this is my list of the greatest paintings ever paintered. And I know everything so you can’t really argue with it.

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