What’s in a Name?

Not so fun pun: Bored and board. Bored:  a feeling of unhappiness because something is not interesting. That can be something like playing football every single break or lunchtime because nobody has any other ideas about what we could be playing instead. Bored (verb): when you make a hole in the ground to search for... Continue Reading →

Some Things Stick…

“Don’t worry, Matthew, it’s not the end of the world.” Little did she know that it was not only the end of it but the beginning of the End. My love of all things apocalyptical was the springboard for my evolving religiosity and political beliefs. The end was a clean sheet, a time to wipe... Continue Reading →

The Importance of Non-Colour…

Fun definition: Umber: a mixture of colours ‘terra d’ombra’ (earth of shadows) in Italian was first made from mixing rich soil with iron oxide. People used it in paintings to show connections between the inner and outer selves. It’s a little hue that points towards the uncertain.    When I woke up in umber I was... Continue Reading →

On Not Being Winston Churchill…

“What’s your full name?” the main man asked.  I thought him to be the main man because he was the one to ask whilst the others nervously pushed together in an attempt to allow him his rightful share of the space. He had grown accustomed to such reverenced for his authority and he moved around... Continue Reading →

B is for Bedside Metaphors…

I was on the threshold of understanding something without being able to muster the required framework for comprehension. My hospital bed had become a battlefield for forces that deemed it necessary to play out a metaphor whilst messing with my mental state. Being lost in the world that had grown out of the ward, the... Continue Reading →

Let It Be…

The old Egyptians allowed their Pharaoh to rule absolutely and without any fear of censure. When faced with an invisible deity that came from some place else, he just shrugged and told his people that there was nothing in the universe that could reach beyond his own powers. So when the Hebrew god sent the... Continue Reading →

Not Knowing What To Expect…

I have never entered a tomb. I would not know how to feel about disturbing the silence that has grown around those dead that have been placed there to slowly turn to hardened matter. I had now expectations as to what was likely to await me but I was fairly certain that nothing that was... Continue Reading →

Book Ends…

You're like book ends, the pair of you... I find ending things almost impossible. There is something so agonizingly finite about putting a final stop to something, a fullstop. Books, films, football matches, friendships, relationships, life - all have to end, to reach a final destination, a place to stop...forever. Writing books is a thing... Continue Reading →

Almost Human…

After a week of unpaid leave, I returned to my supply post to be told that I was no longer needed. Nobody had told me, neither the school nor the agency. I was suddenly, and without warning, given the freedom of the city. Fortunately, I got the chance to say goodbye to some pretty decent... Continue Reading →

Ripped by a Hawk…

Back to the goshawk. There was something beautiful about that bird of prey, even as it was ripping the still fluttering woodpigeon to pieces. Even that bit was edifying though I would prefer that nobody heard me say that. It wasn’t the gore of the scene that pulled me in but the purity of the... Continue Reading →

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