I’m Stuart Lennon.

Here, I explore how to survive, even prosper, in this mad world. Thanks for coming by.

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Burnt Lips

The below was first published on Views from the Armchair, a project set up by my friend Hugh. It's a place for personal essays on great sporting occasions. Go have a read - and if you like it, sign up for new essays as they arrive. Paris, 1995 "
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The Hump with Hume

This is great! Except... None of it works.
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Meanwhile in UK, time for a new Prime Minister. I mean it’s been a couple of years since we last changed. The outgoing fellow won a resounding victory at the ballot box, getting himself a massive majority. He had campaigned by promising not to be the other guy, and it worked.
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Fighting Foos

There’s nothing wrong with Austrian beer, or the ladies choice of refreshment which we later discovered has more than one name - “Vodka Wellness” (both v & w pronounced as a v) or more colourfully, a “Skinny Bitch”.
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Scotland’s on fire - your defence is terrified...

Where are the nasty, horrible American cops of social media? These guys were a great laugh. I saw a reel where one found a piper sitting on his patrol motorcycle, and marched over to turn the blue lights on to accompany the song.
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"Writing in a Modern Age is the Ultimate Rebellion"

As a boy, my writing was tiny. Neat script that filled the page. Not particularly stylish, but compact and legible (at least from close up). My writing with big nibs is messy and inconsistent. I need to try fine nibs.
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It goes both ways

With all the technology at our disposal, we have somehow allowed a few privileged people to guide and dictate the narrative that we see of both history and current affairs. Rather than using bandwidth to show each other the reality of our lives, we use it to get into fights and name-calling.
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Retail Therapy

Golf balls. My wife once asked why I don’t play with old golf balls. “Because I don’t have any, dear.”
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