Monthly Archives: November 2021

If only some of the past was a foreign country. Remember that teacher that ridiculed you 60 years ago? The scars as familiar as the London streets you walked back then. No map needed to traverse the route that took … Continue reading →

‘There’s small choice in rotten apples’, he quoted, as he sank his teeth into the Pink Lady. The sign had declared, ‘Choice Apples’. But why, he thought, as his tongue found the worm hidden within, had he chosen this one. … Continue reading →

Can you help me? Certainly sir I need something to be furious about Well as you can see on the shelves there’s plenty to choose from, sir. Yes, you always have a good selection at ‘Fury-R-Us’. Let me see, Brexit, … Continue reading →

It begins, as always, with the wings of a bat. The rest I tailor for you. A phial of shine from Sun. A drop of fresh dew, Taken from white petal Of daisy or rose, So mornings are new. For … Continue reading →

I’m passionless, devoid of all desire, an empty vessel in the cause of love. My libido has sunk into the mire of despond – I need a forceful shove or, at the very least, a helping hand. Oh, who can … Continue reading →

“Such is life.” Reputed to be the final words of the Australian outlaw, Ned Kelly, before he was hanged at Melbourne in 1880. A life, a death. What’s one more life (or death) in this hard world? Man is born … Continue reading →