ericjarvis
give a feck for the feckless
All the bloody time. I can barely get as far as Brixton Road without having a conversation with somebody. Last night I got off a train at Clapham Junction and walked to the bus stop, with an old friend I hadn't seen for several years a few metres behind me having just got off the same train and headed for the same bus.
Sometimes I worry that the entire bloody human race are stalking me.
Sometimes I worry that the entire bloody human race are stalking me.




