In The Beginning (perhaps)

I was told that it was up to me to tell the story. I didn’t want to have to do it. Let the dead stay dead, that’s what I was thinking. I have this Scottish Play thing that I learnt at school, if you want to mention the true name of the Scottish play, you’re... Continue Reading →

Survival: Work Death Balance

Lunchtime of a Friday and I am half way through the day. I have managed the possible hurdles of the first two sessions with some professional aplomb; hurrah for me the King of the Swing. In truth, it ought not to be Friday as last night I allowed the sensible me to be swallowed up... Continue Reading →

Eight Years I Have Waited

Eight years I have waited and they still keep me hanging on. Like a lot of others, I watched last night's episode of Game of Thrones and was glued to my sofa. My wife and daughters were also glued; we stick together in times of distress. And how more distressing can it get to have... Continue Reading →

Facebook of the Dead

A helpful reminder came up on my Facebook page the other day, but I ignored it. The nofication politely informed me that it was the birthday of an old acquaintance. These reminders are generally good and do nudge me into action when my failing memory has, well, failed me. This one, however, jolted my memory,... Continue Reading →

Friday Again

Running... Subject A woke up in the middle of darkness and felt for the glass of water at the side of his bed. He found it just as his fingers decided to add some urgency to their search. The resulting action was a slow, slow-motion tipping of the glass and its contents off the bedside... Continue Reading →

Transmigration of Souls

This is a short extract from The Piper 3. I am just putting it out there as it has spent too much time in darkness. Although she barely knew him, Laura felt that Mr. Dale was a man to be trusted. He had a quality that encouraged others to reach out towards him, a quality... Continue Reading →

Braver Again…

I was looking through the news this morning and found yet another story about a famous person who has suffered from mental issues. The guy was a sportsman, a top-class goalkeeper, who nose-dived into that pit of despair and anxiety that seems to be affecting more and more of the 'normal' population. Because of his... Continue Reading →

Just An Airing

From The Piper Book 3. I just wanted to let this one out of the bag. It will be edited for publication. I like it, if you do as well please like. In the afternoon heat, the young hunter waited in the shade of a rock face. The horses were tied up to a tree... Continue Reading →

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