Finnginn

As regular reader's of my alter-ego's Facebook page may already be aware I have been obsessing about epiphenomenalism for the last ...

All of a sudden, I have a niece.  After nine months discussion, the parents have decided to call her Molly Rose.  A beautiful name which is ...

The blogosphere has been abuzz with discussion about why I post under the pseudonym Finnginn . The truth of the matter has nothing to do wit...

So what if I spent the afternoon sitting in Jo's cafe munching raw cacao nibs, drinking hot chili and lime cordial and having a discussi...

Somehow, I still manage to delude myself that I am a 1000 words a day kind of writer.  It just so happens that on all bar, say, two days in ...

“I feel sick, unsteady-like, honestly Viv I think I’m going to throw up."  “Just go for it. Let it out. I remember this shit fr...

I thought I would write a little about Norwich, as I went to a funeral of a local man, Bernie, yesterday and was touched by the turnout. T...