The 'eternal' return of London's most down & dirty beatniks!

Going to my post box the other week, I found within my haul of letters a small collection of stories entitled Chomsky And The Kultigator by Graham Nowland (Clear City Press). The title piece about a man who is mistaken for the linguist Noam Chomsky is very good, but another story called Some Of The Times I Have Died is even better: "How can I be writing this if I am dead? Well, I can think of at least three novels with dead narrators and I'm not even trying. Take it from me, you can write...