Tru Legend

Life is a complicated thing, a sly fox, smoke and mirrors, a mixture of metaphors and a clash of clichés. Some would say that my life is glamorous; in fact some have said that my life is glamorous. I don’t know, everybody is always having more fun, has more friends, a better night out, knows people, went to a posher school, a better university, got better grades, went on more marches (more than one that is), actually did something in and for the societies they joined, got published in the Uni Rag, took their opportunities and didn’t mix their tenses.

I’ve been called a Marxist and labelled myself a misanthrope over the years. The former was a lazy label thrown at me by a professor the latter now only an occasional consideration.

Portmanteauism, Word-geekery and Vocabularian Expansionism are my things. What better toy than words? They don’t answer back and if you know the rules of the game you can bend, twist and amend them to your brain’s content. The first rule of Word Club is that you can bend the rules. Game on.