Mat Capper.

by Matthew Capper.Walking through the park just now I was pondering on what keeps us all going; what stops the mass suicide through the pointlessness of life (this’ll get lighter, bear with me). What gives life its meaning? Of course I live in relative luxury compared to others in real life threatening poverty, but trading on another’s misery should never be the way … [Read more...] about Mumblings of a Scouser: One Kid and His Dog.

by Matthew Capper ”If you’re not careful the newspapers will have you hating the people who are being oppressed, and loving the people who doing the oppressing” (Malcolm X).Today is Wednesday the 10th August. I was going to submit something about fishing, but there’s a more pressing issue I had to write about: chess. No I jest. We are about to … [Read more...] about Mumblings of a Scouser: I Predict a Riot.

by Matthew CapperThis year hasn’t been a good one for deaths; I’ve been to more funerals in six months than I have my entire life. I’m not a fan and view them as pretty pointless affairs. Some seem to love them and go even if they barely knew the corpse. Death does, however, make me question the meaning of life and I thought it was time to find myself a God, … [Read more...] about Mumblings of a Scouser: Deathly Hallows.

by Matthew Capper  ‘There are things of which I may not speak; 
there are dreams that cannot die; 
there are thoughts that make the strong heart weak, 
and a mist before the eye.’‘Visiting hours don’t apply’ are some of the words in the English language that no-one wants to hear. You know something serious is happening when a … [Read more...] about Mumblings of a Scouser: ‘There are things of which I may not speak.’

by Mathew Capper        ‘To bed, or not to bed: that is the question:        Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer        The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,        Or to take arms against a sea of thieves,       … [Read more...] about Mumblings of a Scouser: To Bed, or Not To Bed.