Steve Hanson
@stevehanson.bsky.social
Writes things, Small Towns, Austere Times, Proceedings, Last Days of Pompeii, Shaken Bible and too much else to list.
One of the pleasures of moving somewhere is looking up the nearest post box. I don't know why.
November 28, 2025 at 9:26 AM
One of the pleasures of moving somewhere is looking up the nearest post box. I don't know why.
I HAVE MOVED BACK TO THE CALDER VALLEY
November 17, 2025 at 9:04 PM
I HAVE MOVED BACK TO THE CALDER VALLEY
The Curmudgeon curmudges. manchestereviewofbooks.wordpress.com/2025/10/30/u...
November 1, 2025 at 9:03 PM
The Curmudgeon curmudges. manchestereviewofbooks.wordpress.com/2025/10/30/u...
This institution still has flipcharts in its rooms. Such a joy. Such invitation. To write messages of brutality and unreason five pages in, with a pen that doesn't show through the sheet that covers it. One can also detach sheets and hang them from the window, bearing disturbing non-sequiturs.
October 23, 2025 at 8:23 PM
This institution still has flipcharts in its rooms. Such a joy. Such invitation. To write messages of brutality and unreason five pages in, with a pen that doesn't show through the sheet that covers it. One can also detach sheets and hang them from the window, bearing disturbing non-sequiturs.
I ate a doughnut for the first time in ages today. It was like a scene from Alien Earth.
October 23, 2025 at 8:21 PM
I ate a doughnut for the first time in ages today. It was like a scene from Alien Earth.
Ye currente vibes.
October 23, 2025 at 8:10 PM
Ye currente vibes.
Neoreactionary architecture.
October 21, 2025 at 9:14 PM
Neoreactionary architecture.
The tickle monster tickles you until you wee in your pants, because he is evil.
October 13, 2025 at 7:01 PM
The tickle monster tickles you until you wee in your pants, because he is evil.
Good to see Tim Allen again as MC. Better than most standups, sorry @adrianslatcher.bsky.social could not make it! Hope you are convalescing in comfort.
October 11, 2025 at 7:38 PM
Good to see Tim Allen again as MC. Better than most standups, sorry @adrianslatcher.bsky.social could not make it! Hope you are convalescing in comfort.
Peter Barlow's Cigarette experimental poetry event of legend, not attended for too many months due to the arrival of the little one, but there was a manifestation of David Annwn: utterly brilliant, sorry but the camera focused on the backs of heads, if that's your hair it didn't sign a release form.
October 11, 2025 at 7:37 PM
Peter Barlow's Cigarette experimental poetry event of legend, not attended for too many months due to the arrival of the little one, but there was a manifestation of David Annwn: utterly brilliant, sorry but the camera focused on the backs of heads, if that's your hair it didn't sign a release form.
Neoreactionary architecture.
October 11, 2025 at 7:31 PM
Neoreactionary architecture.
Stoke Ceramics Biennial. Great work, plus nostalgia for a benign boom that probably never existed (as represented) and a sort of Farageist imaginary in Stoke's mix of flags, pawn shop and what gets called gentrification + art tourists, wilfully deranged youth stopped by police, ruin and new build.
October 9, 2025 at 7:08 PM
Stoke Ceramics Biennial. Great work, plus nostalgia for a benign boom that probably never existed (as represented) and a sort of Farageist imaginary in Stoke's mix of flags, pawn shop and what gets called gentrification + art tourists, wilfully deranged youth stopped by police, ruin and new build.
New York Times: as above, so below.
October 9, 2025 at 6:28 PM
New York Times: as above, so below.
'The solid mass consisted mainly of wet wipes held together by fat, oil and grease.' The Fatberg is perhaps the Ur-metaphor of our era.
October 6, 2025 at 8:21 PM
'The solid mass consisted mainly of wet wipes held together by fat, oil and grease.' The Fatberg is perhaps the Ur-metaphor of our era.
Neoreactionary architecture.
October 3, 2025 at 8:29 PM
Neoreactionary architecture.
Remember to turn everything they say upside down, before reading.
September 29, 2025 at 7:41 PM
Remember to turn everything they say upside down, before reading.
Woe the old vessel is spent, yea, scraped unto its depths and lo, the dregs of margarine cling to its walls like the sins of the stubborn peoples. Great shall be the lamentation and wailing of the toast-eaters so Repent! Cast out the crusted remnant! Lest ye be consumed in the judgment of grease.
September 27, 2025 at 7:19 PM
Woe the old vessel is spent, yea, scraped unto its depths and lo, the dregs of margarine cling to its walls like the sins of the stubborn peoples. Great shall be the lamentation and wailing of the toast-eaters so Repent! Cast out the crusted remnant! Lest ye be consumed in the judgment of grease.
This deep clear-out is excavating layers from the 1980s nobody wants to see, the fucking teeth are enough to have you reaching for the lighter fluid.
September 21, 2025 at 6:44 PM
This deep clear-out is excavating layers from the 1980s nobody wants to see, the fucking teeth are enough to have you reaching for the lighter fluid.
It should also be clear by now that the monarchy are as otiose as they get: all Charles' supposedly deep ecological principles and here he is. They belong together in some way though, because they're both as mad as a balloon. An end to all this courtly horseshit and chests full of unearned medals.
September 18, 2025 at 6:27 PM
It should also be clear by now that the monarchy are as otiose as they get: all Charles' supposedly deep ecological principles and here he is. They belong together in some way though, because they're both as mad as a balloon. An end to all this courtly horseshit and chests full of unearned medals.
All that effort, expense and rictus grinning. A week later and he'll be slapping the back of some other dodgy geezer and Putin'll be his mate again. They swap something that might have at least looked like principled governance for this?
September 18, 2025 at 6:14 PM
All that effort, expense and rictus grinning. A week later and he'll be slapping the back of some other dodgy geezer and Putin'll be his mate again. They swap something that might have at least looked like principled governance for this?
The Tombliboos' pants blew around in the wind for an hour before the Pinky Ponk blew them back into their house, the interior of which is made from the popular salty snack Twiglets. I've worked out that my only escape from this new world is to jump off the top floor of Beetham Tower.
September 17, 2025 at 7:49 PM
The Tombliboos' pants blew around in the wind for an hour before the Pinky Ponk blew them back into their house, the interior of which is made from the popular salty snack Twiglets. I've worked out that my only escape from this new world is to jump off the top floor of Beetham Tower.
I feel you, Dave.
September 16, 2025 at 2:17 PM
I feel you, Dave.
IT REALLY HAPPENED
September 16, 2025 at 2:08 PM
IT REALLY HAPPENED