Chris Page – Page 4 – O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! Fiction and cartoons!

An elderly homeless man sits on a pavement against a shuttered shop front, playing a Höfner violin bass guitar. He wears a worn dark coat and knitted hat, surrounded by plastic bags, a tin can used for collecting coins, and scattered litter. Pedestrians pass by blurred in the background on a grey, overcast day.

July 3, 2022April 25, 2026 chris page

Death is the new smart financial move

March 5, 2022June 21, 2026 chris page

Putin’s big table

January 16, 2022June 25, 2025 chris page

Let’s get this straight: Unravelling the complicated convolutions of current goings on with added buckets of wine

April 25, 2021June 21, 2026 chris page

You are poop! (A slight reprise)

April 11, 2021April 11, 2021 chris page

This is a pen

March 3, 2021April 13, 2021 chris page

Humanity’s all shagged out (and I feel fine)

February 4, 2021June 21, 2026 chris page

Labour’s limp rag

February 1, 2021June 21, 2026 chris page

Something to look forward to. The dignity of labour. A productive life.

January 2, 2021January 3, 2021 chris page

Boll-ox to the year of the steak

December 30, 2020June 21, 2026 chris page

Is 2020 hindsight 2021 foresight?

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