Love of a Bargain

Perhaps I was born with the need to fall upon 'bargains' like a bird of prey upon its 'prey'. I was brought up in the 60s, post war, but not yet post poor. In truth, bargains did not exist back then. There were no reductions for 'sell-by-date' as there was no defined date at which... Continue Reading →

Checking Out My History

  There's a woman I know who had an idea for a book. She entered a competition for 'Women of Substance' with this idea, and only this idea. She won and got a book deal. The book was written by both the publishers and her with the publishers doing an inordinate amount of research. She... Continue Reading →

Blessed are the Piss-makers.

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 table... Continue Reading →

History or The Future?

CHEMNITZ, Germany — It didn’t take long for the rumors to spread. Just hours after a man was stabbed in a small east German city last weekend, thousands of people began sharing accounts on social media that he had been killed by immigrants involved in a rape attempt. Within no time, it was being said there... Continue Reading →

My Ancestors Must Have Liked A Drop

The drinking of fermented & distilled liquors — when indulged in, developed, & pursued — is something that leads to hell, leads to rebirth as a common animal, leads to the realm of the hungry shades. The slightest of all the results coming from drinking fermented & distilled liquors is that, when one becomes a... Continue Reading →

The Summer Of 76…

FOR ENGLAND AND MY MEMORIES, THAT WAS THE HOTTEST SUMMER THAT I CAN REMEMBER. IT REMAINS TALL AS STANDPIPES GUSHING FOUNTAINS OF MEMORIES INTO BUCKETS AND BOWLS. The whole of the street would meet every morning and evening to quench their needs. The clear stuff was rationed to an hour during each of these times,... Continue Reading →

A Morsel More

Something else was among them. Its sound, as it planted ancient feet upon the floor, indicated that it walked like a man. Alongside it, ran the first of the notes from a flute. She recognised the sound as the one that had been in the darkness for sometime now. She had heard it coming from... Continue Reading →

A Taste Of Things To Come

The screams had dissolved. They had petered out into near silent pleas and prayers. She had waited, fixed like a butterfly pinned into a glass case, a recording, playing the only prayer she knew, ran on and on inside her mind. Lord keep us safe this night Secure from all our fears… But they had... Continue Reading →

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