There’s something quite beautiful about a derelict edifice, but there’s also something incredibly pathetic about a person who comes and tends to the weeds and patches up the odd bit of brickwork in the ruins, if you catch my meaning.
Read MoreFacebook, I’m not a greedy man. I’m humble blogger. Some would say the best humble blogger in the southern hemisphere, but let’s not quibble over whether I’m the best, second best or third best. The point is I am a humble blogger with a modest goal: I merely want to scatter my iconic brand of highly literate sarcasm to the adoring public like sunflower seeds to ecstatic crimson rosellas…
Read MoreIf I were a gambling man – and I am – I would be putting the house – and I…
Read MoreA great injustice is taking place as you read this. Sam Marshall – the man who single-handedly turned Haught from…
Read More“It’s a beautiful thing, the destruction of words.” At least that’s what the character Syme from George Orwell’s Nineteen Eighty-Four reckons. Syme…
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Digi-vigilantism is even better in 140 characters or less: @HaughtFeelings
Read MorePermit me to revert to the third person as I announce that Haught is on Facebook. You should see how…
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