Fred Bickle
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6 real-life swashbuckling pirate adventures
First of all, I just want to say that pirates did not make good people. They were born of war, an inconvenient by-product of many naval conflicts and as such were brutal, unforgiving sea folk. But there is a reason that in the centuries since Blackbeard stalked the Carolina coast and Bartholomew Roberts first raised the jolly roger, pirates have been romanticised and imitated.
By Fred Bickle2 years ago in Criminal
Top 10 Guitar Trends That Should Be Brought Back
Guitars are one of the most iconic instruments of the last 100 years. Since the birth of the blues in the early half of the 20th century, you’d struggle to find a single track without one of our six-stringed friends featured in one way or another, and hasn't music been all the better for it. Guitars have come and gone in many incarnations, with many weird and wonderful trends, modifications and quirks.
By Fred Bickle2 years ago in Beat
The Pelican
“Get up lad!” Joshua stirred from a restless slumber and lifted the corner of the little black notebook he’d bolstered with his crooked nose like an old cruck house. As he did, the relentless midday sun breached in slivers around a loose gunport. It glimmered, twisted and caroused its way through the ropes and cannon and bounded to the back of Joshua's one exposed eye.
By Fred Bickle3 years ago in Futurism
7 lessons I've learnt (and am still learning) from owning an old car
I love my tiny old car, as I'm sure most of you do as well. It's an escape, akin to a stead. I love the drama it brings, along with the freedom and the adventure. I'm truly one of those who loves nothing more than to just “go for a drive” to the next town, to the next county, to the next country, who knows. But there are moments when an old car will test your patience, ruin your day and perhaps teach you a few lessons along the way. So for any of you out there thinking about purchasing an older vehicle, here is a list of lessons that I have learnt (and am still learning) about owning a practical (almost) classic vehicle.
By Fred Bickle3 years ago in Wheel
A Fever Dream
I died. A long time ago. So why do I still crave the pain of the living? I sit lifeless at the edge. The edge of the bed where you first said you loved me. The edge of my seat when I still think you could still save me. The edge of the sea where we first swam together. The edge of desire when you look at where I used to be.
By Fred Bickle3 years ago in Poets