Welcome to the Bolshy Party.
Neither left nor right, but Radical, in the old 18th-century use of the word.
We'll be publishing The Bolshy Manifesto over the next few days. On everything from affordable housing to inflatable Popes.
It will be .. er... interesting. To us, at least.
For the moment, though, from Dusty the cat and from me, goodnight.
About Me
- Ancient~Geek
- The Holme Valley, United Kingdom
- A~G was born at a very early age, completely naked and unable to walk, talk, or fend for himself. He overcame these difficulties and started writing poetry while still at school. Fortunately, all of this early work has been lost. Four years in retail bookselling after graduation contained the career highlights of mistaking Philip Larkin for Eric Morecambe and failing to recognise Margaret Drabble, Phil Drabble, and Bob Monkhouse. A publisher since 1989, he also writes and plays guitar, mandolin, keyboards, banjo, and concertina. Whenever he plays concertina the dog howls, and the cats hide under the settee. Clearly they have no musical taste. He is the author of two or three books.
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