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 →

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 →

Dom or Demonic?

To get to the point. Simon was not having a good day. He rarely had good days. By that I mean that he had lots of good moments, times when things were going well and nothing jumped out at him. His decision to go to the coast was one of outcomes to having had a... Continue Reading →

Passing Wind For Payment…

Roast Turkey with stuffing, roast potatoes, carrots, cabbage  Lentil curry with boiled rice (v)  It was a tough decision as I loved roast potatoes; the turkey could get stuffed. In the end, I settled for my vegetarian option with lentil curry. As a now committed vegetarian, I asked for carrots and cabbage to be placed... Continue Reading →

Date of Birth…

My bed was still within the ward, but the ward was now part of the forest. It was no surprise that this provider of pain-relief should now be transforming into a shaman whose powers had been cultivated on the moist carpet of the forest floor.  It was the decaying leaves that I was treading on... Continue Reading →

Lovely, Dark and Deep…

I started conversations with the nurses when they passed my room. I wanted to ease their etched concern with a cheery word and a smile. I could see suspicion ripple beneath their nervous smiles. I smiled some more and they hurried off to perform some new and, seemingly urgent, exercise. For a long time, I... Continue Reading →

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