The Sincerest For Of Poetry
Apprenticed To My Mother
Walking Into Trouble
Dead Flies and Sherry Trifle
The Last Will Of Sven Andersen
Booms And Busts
Buster & Moo
Salisbury Square
My Father and Other Liars
Life In A Conversation
Life, in a Grain of Sand
Life In A Flash
Category Archives: #timespast
Use It Or Loos It #toilets #bogs #WCs
Baby boomer, London suburbs 1960s I have had a curate’s egg of a relationship with the little room, the bog, the gents, the WC whatever you want to call it. At home as an infant it was just a toilet, … Continue reading
Shoes
I have had a few influences in my writing career but one stands out, and shoes are at the heart of the art. As any one reading my work here, they will know I love taking a well known setting … Continue reading
Heavy Hands #sorrynotsorry
I can still remember the moment when, after yet another breakage my Gran told me I was heavy handed. I’d have been about seven, I suppose. Her frustration at my habitual clumsiness had tripped some switch and she’d said something … Continue reading
Velo Drama – the Middle Years – Part Two
To continue. Last time – here – we were at University and exploring the three main reasons why a range of people wanted me off my bike, and at all costs. That was part one. This is part two. I’m … Continue reading
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The Fatburg Busters #writephoto
Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt this week is ‘You think he’s happy?’ ‘Course. It’s damn near perfect. From sclerotic to euphoric in a morning..’ You don’t think he’ll see the nick?’ ‘Nah. He said he’s got to do the capillaries too. … Continue reading
crime and punishment #times past
I’m not good at receiving punishment. I don’t deserve it. Ever. That was my mindset as a child which allied to a visceral aversion to pain and a pathological need to be loved meant I did absolutely bloody everything to … Continue reading
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