Like a Monkey
By Robert Spittlehouse
And so a man stood up. He stood there in the heat of the jungle and looked around at the green leaves and the ants...
Confessions of a Plastichead
By Robert Spittlehouse
Plastichead I have a collection of plastic bags. I should stress right away that I donâ€™t actually collect them at all, not in the active...
Jolly Old Bishwipe
By Robert Spittlehouse
Old Bishwipe Hoorah for Jolly Bish-Wipe! He's a ripe old fellow that one! He used to be such a storm down at the club. You...
No-Nonsense Jack
By Robert Spittlehouse
No nonsense Jack is a straight sort of bloke. He walks into a room purposefully with big manly strides. He places he arms on his...
The Hand of Fate
By Robert Spittlehouse
Ivan Otherwitz If you walk into the main square and mind your own business, you wouldn't expect anything to unusual to happen to you. If...

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