For the first time in my life, without any trace of sarcasm, I uttered the words ' I want us to still be friends'. And what's more I meant it.
Unbeknown to me at the time this was a prompt for some force of universal, external, whatever you believe in, cosmic irony to start to royally take the piss. But what I didn't know is that it's like the musketeers (in a 'all for one, one for all' kind of way), as once you say those words- and mean it- it's a global free for all, with every person that you ever went out with comimg out of the woodwork and reappearing without warning or invite back into your life.
Now whether you believe in free will or determinism (and please return to your respective corners, I want a nice clean fight, no gouging, low blows or physiological questioning), this fact seems to me, when you examine the following evidence to be inexorable…
…I was on my way to the other side of the world when it first happened. Upset, heartbroken and leaving all forms of civilised culture behind - I was off to Australia -I had time to kill that drinking simply wouldn't do, so I checked my emails on a free terminal. And there it was, the first of them to appear out of the blue. Now whatever I say about this girl I have always admired her timing, and this was the piece-de-resistance.
After that the first breech it started to happen more. I was in Sydney in a bar being whatever the equivalent of the Australian Billy-no-mates is, (Bruce I guess), when I gate-crashed a conversation. The normal small talk ensued, asking where we each were from etc. only for me to recognise name of the place where one of the lads was from. When he questioned me as to how I knew this place I replied that I had gone out with a girl from there a long time ago, and had even visited it.
He asked her name…
…I asked how old he was…
…at least 5 years too young to have known her…
…he pressed the point…
…I said her name…
He went white - "That's my cousin".
Of course it is.
This to me doesn't seem like the norm. It seems like something is taking the piss. Now believe what you want, but it wasn't the only thing. Another separate ex-girlfriend, again through the joys of modern technology (oh how emails break down the barriers)…..mailed me telling me how she was in Melbourne. Coincidence? I think not. This is global stalking on an unprecedented scale.
Now this isn't always a bad thing, being a boy and like all boys I like things to be tied up; I don't like loose strings, I like endings. Most of us are brought up on sport and where there are endings: we have extra time, we have penalties, we have golden goals. We have the bell at the end of the round and one bloke standing and one bloke unconscious. We have finality. That's how we like it, most of us. Black. White. No grey. That's why I hate the ending of 'The Italian Job' (and NOT the re-make, bah). What is that 'plan' that he has? I want to know! I also hate the end to Rocky 3, when Rocky and Apollo go in for that 'friendly fight (surely an oxymoron?), as I want to see what happens, I want closure damn it. And here I am with far too much closure, more closure than I can swing a cat at, in fact once something re-opens can it be closed again?
I dunno.
It does give me the chance to atone in certain circumstances. I've missed this person a lot anyway, but some of the people are crap and that's why I didn't want to see them in the first place and now I'm stuck with some sort of virtual chat due to the effects of age and attempted politeness. Doh.
So here I am, and rounding up these random ramblings. The moral, I guess, is to be careful what you wish for as you may just get it.
Or is it?
I guess the real moral of the story is to make more of an effort to keep in touch with the people that you want to and not the ones you don't. As for all the moaning and the bizarre coincidences I'm still not in touch with the person I actually said it to, and that's the real piss take. - PK
Doc's Domain November 2003
As the cold snap sets in we can only watch in admiration as the summer sun that shone so brightly for us this year still fights to shine some more!
The many faces, both those I know and those I know not, that stepped in my line of vision through out the summer were bursting with smiles, happiness and sun blessed nirvana!
Whether it be Glastonbury, Notting Hill (Good times) or sitting in the park ala Georgie Fame, this summer proved to be one of the best of my life!
Joyous moments shared with long standing friends, future friends and loved ones, will be ones I cherish for time!
Soundtracks have proved an important part of this young fellas existence for some time now, because, after all, music is my sanctuary!
And at this juncture, please allow me to introduce myself. The height-5"10, the weight-10 stone and the name-Jim Doherty!
Why am I reading this I hear you say? Well, here is where you find out: Those quirky green keepers at Pitch & Putt Magazine have asked yours truly to pen a column for this site that you are now perusing.
This is as new to me as I'm sure I am to you, but I am willing and excited to have the opportunity to pass on some of my knowledge, views and general rhubarb to you, the most recent people to step up and tee off!
It is my duty to inform you of great nights out via the various club nights I DJ at around town, and, if you have a pocket full of change and want to purchase some blinding vinyl, hopefully I can recommend some of the floor fillers I've been spinning and various outlets where said floor fillers can be purchased.
Tunes Filling The Floor:
John Holt-Ali Baba
Marcia Griffiths-Feel Like Jumping
Black Harmony-Don`t Let It Go To Your Head
Benny Golson-I`m Always Dancing To The Beat
Archie Bell-Don`t Let Love Get You Down
The Crusaders-Street Life
Barbara Acklin-Am I The same girl
Gwen McCrea-All This Love That I`m Giving
James Mason-Sweet Power
The Jacksons-It`s Great To Be Here
Stevie Wonder-Sir Duke
Roy Ayers-Can`t You See Me
The O`Jays-I Love Music
Barry White-You`re The first, The Last...
Herbie Hancock-I Thought It Was You.
Golf Harris Bruce Lietzke (2003)

1. ropadope
2. cut me some flak
3. off the grog and on to the green
4. just like harry lambos
5. the day it rained on the moustache parade
6. unexpected german
7. not the only one
8. the happiest man on holloway
9. it's not you, it's me (it's you)
10. the fundraiser
11. the king
12. it'll be alright
all songs ©2003 pitch & putt records
Kid Kordial's Kompilations 1
Give Dem What They Need! "You hum it …..and I'll smash your face in!"
Jim Doc and Kid Kordial Fight 2 Da Def.
Fug - Cymande
I Believe In Miracles - Jackson Sisters
Gimme One Of Those - Brand New Heavies
I Thought It Was You - Herbie Hancock
Simply Everybody's Taking Cocaine - Murray Lachlan Young (Morcheeba)
Ooh Wee - Mark Ronson
Buddy - De La Soul
I Don't Know - Jaguar Wright
Vi Passar - Patricia Marx
A Little Deeper - Miss Dynamite
Senorita - Timberface
Who Am I - Beeni Man
Ready Or Not - Johnny Osbourne
Feel Like Jumping - Marcia Griffiths
Yo Yo Yo - The Beatnuts
Alphabet Aerobics - Balckalicious
Eye On The Gold Chain - Ugly Duckling
Melting Pot - Booker T And The M.G.'S
Loosetips - Seiji
Shake Whatcha Mama Gave Ya - Stick E & The Hoods
Ali Baba - John Holt
'Admit It!' - Spoken Word From The 'Wibling Rivalry' Interview / Argument - Oasis
Jim Doc and Kid Kordial Fight 2 Da Def.
Fug - Cymande
I Believe In Miracles - Jackson Sisters
Gimme One Of Those - Brand New Heavies
I Thought It Was You - Herbie Hancock
Simply Everybody's Taking Cocaine - Murray Lachlan Young (Morcheeba)
Ooh Wee - Mark Ronson
Buddy - De La Soul
I Don't Know - Jaguar Wright
Vi Passar - Patricia Marx
A Little Deeper - Miss Dynamite
Senorita - Timberface
Who Am I - Beeni Man
Ready Or Not - Johnny Osbourne
Feel Like Jumping - Marcia Griffiths
Yo Yo Yo - The Beatnuts
Alphabet Aerobics - Balckalicious
Eye On The Gold Chain - Ugly Duckling
Melting Pot - Booker T And The M.G.'S
Loosetips - Seiji
Shake Whatcha Mama Gave Ya - Stick E & The Hoods
Ali Baba - John Holt
'Admit It!' - Spoken Word From The 'Wibling Rivalry' Interview / Argument - Oasis
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