Minor Spillage

Real fear is on the inside.  That's where real fear lives. Everybody thinks it's about the people around you. The strangers coming to get you. The outside coming in. But real fear?  It's about the inside getting out.  That's when you need to be scared.  And that’s good. You can run away from all those strangers. Those “monsters” stalking your dreams.  But you can't run away from yourself.  Unless...  You end that “something” inside you.  The worry...  The anguish...  The poison… Cut it off at the roots.  Cleanse your doubt.  End your fear. Ryan Croughan is the unfortunate soul who keeps the Minor Spillage ship sailing. Sailing? Probably better to say paddling. As well as producing, he finds time to present and provide voiceovers. He also says he doesn't like the sound of his own voice. Bit odd really.

I'm going to make a case to you. A case for derelict buildings. Why? Because I love them. They have so many stories to tell. Where I live, there's an abandoned factory, rotting by the side of a railway track. It's not a very nice building. Some derilct buildings are nice. They're libraries, or manor houses, or ornate, imposing police stations. This one is a brick, boxy, monster of a building. But in its own right... it's beautiful. Not for how it looks, but for what is was. When I see a new build, a fresh, sparkling totem, standing at the centre of a city, it's exciting. It's a place that's about to create memories. A place where people will make mistakes, where people will fall in love, and, where people will (no doubt) trip over in a very undignified fashion when they go down the stairs. New places, like children, are amazing and wonderful and are about to bring so many stories into the world. But with derelict buildings... these are stories long past....

When I wake up, the first thought I think is that everything in our lives is going drastically wrong. The second thought I think is that I probably shouldn’t have bothered waking up. Maybe it’s the waking up bit that I’m getting all wrong. Maybe it’s the waking up bit that I totally misconstrued along with the rest of humanity. Perhaps we weren’t meant to wake up. That’s got to be it. That’s the clincher. Nobody thought there was any decent reason to get out of bed until somebody somewhere thought it would be an awfully good idea if they could clip their toenails. They just had to go and ruin it. Before we all started to wake up the future of humanity seemed so positively bright. But no, toenails. And so people started to wake up. At first people tried this whole waking up fad just to clip their toenails. It was the passing trend of the day. Their feet used to feel so cripplingly heavy under the wrath of the eternally expanding toenail. But then, we made the enormous intellectual leap ...

Lost History #322 - Revolution of the Fish Part 1 In 1666, there was a great fire in London, which is commonly referred to as The Great Fire of London.  The King, Charles II, was so keen to look good and make up for all the bad things that had happened which hadn't been his fault that century (gunpowder terrorists, war, Oliver Cromwell, plague, and finally, the big fire), that he decided to give away all the royal chess sets he owned, which was many. He waited until the fire had been put out to do so. However, the peasants knew not how the board and pieces worked, for the king failed to be in possession of any sort of rule book. He had been heir not only to the throne of England but to the rules of chess and, upon his eventual coronation, suddenly, yet quite naturally, gained the knowledge of how to play chess (he was The King, after all, and this is what happens when one becomes monarch - not that most of us will know what that feels like). He attempted an oral explanation, but no...

I wish my life was in 4K. To see everything in perfect detail. Where every sound’s… so clear. If my life was in 4K. I’d have no doubts about anything. I wouldn’t have anything to fear. I wish my life was in 4K. I would look clean, sharp, crisp. My clothes would be insane as they flowed, draped, flicked. If my life was in 4K. Beauty would be everywhere to see. And, I would never, ever be tricked. I wish my life was in 4K- What if it already is? My own visions’s as good as a disc’s?  If my life was in 4K. Huh, if it really, truly is… I’ll just have to start taking more risks. Ryan Croughan is the unfortunate soul who keeps the Minor Spillage ship sailing. Sailing? Probably better to say paddling. As well as producing, he finds time to present and provide voiceovers. He also says he doesn't like the sound of his own voice. Bit odd really.

I want a stick insect It would be so cool, so unique I would smile every time I looked at them My own delicate little freak I want a stick insect I want to learn of all its tricks How do they mate, eat, poo It’s a creature of pure myths! I want a stick insect Not many would, that’s true My friend though, she loves the idea This is a task, one we must pursue I want a stick insect To give this poor creature, some love One so small, so forgotten To stare, to watch, from above I want a stick insect So lovely, so lonely, so me I really, do adore you You, and me, let’s be I want a stick insect I would just… really love to see  Can a thing, a creature, a being, sit there, doing nothing  And be hopeless just like me Ryan Croughan is one of the unfortunate souls who keeps the Minor Spillage ship sailing. Sailing? Probably better to say paddling. As well as producing, he finds time to present and provide voiceovers. He also says he doesn't like the sound of his own voice. Bit odd reall...