By Stanley Collymore What’s a birthday, other than the actual day you were born and rather bluntly, distinctly an occasion you had no say in, regard…

By Stanley Collymore I much prefer my own company; it’s… personal choice, for I like the pe… that it evidently affords me. The… to hear myself think and not have…

By Stanley Collymore Beauty, it’s often said, is in the… and while that is essentially a ra… analysis of this particular situat… there is nevertheless some semblan…

By Stanley Collymore The caravan of life is rolling Unstoppably across the Desert of my Blighted

By Stanley Collymore It’s a biological reality to state… only women menstruate and it’s regardless of how they either describe or specifically set about…

By Stanley Collymore The only thing you have on ice is that ice eventually melts and disappears– you, unfortunately,

By Stanley Collymore How does it feel to take the life… someone else; to coldly bring to a violent and abrupt end millions of years of evolution which

By Stanley Collymore Quite recently not only the entire… of the United Kingdom but the world at large has actually seen the salient aspects of what t…

By Stanley Collymore Well bugger me! Figuratively spea… for that sort of thing was never i… shan’t ever in a month of Sundays… tea as I’m strictly, uncompromisin…

By Stanley Collymore This so-called monarchical family of yours are who they are, really because of the vile scheming, plotting and barbarous murders, by…

By Stanley Collymore William Windsor leading from the front in the quite critical battle against the scourge of very rampant homelessness within Britai…

By Stanley Collymore How can anyone either sensibly or realistically believe that to unilaterally, unwarrantedly and so inanely bigotedly, personal…

By Stanley Collymore When I say I love you don’t quest… me as to why or demand to know how much I do; as there are no words in any language

By Stanley Collymore I think long and hard about your opinions, but to be truthful with you I would never conscionably act on

By Stanley Collymore No sensible and intelligent person… of whom I’m one amongst them, is distinctively arguing about Freddie Owens’ guilt or innocence…