THE PLACE WHERE LOST THINGS GO
"Where do we go when we die?" my late father would often ask me as I'd
FROM MONSALVAT TO DERBY
So there I was yesterday morning, sitting in the courtyard of my local bar enjoying the sunshine on my face
GOOD FRIDAY BLUES
Ralph had been down of late and he was still very much in hibernation mode both mentally and physically. Winter
JULY HARVEST
"Dear Jim, your letter just arrived. It was such a relief to get word after so many months of
MAKE RAINBOWS RAINBOWS AGAIN
He appeared from out of nowhere, almost like a leprechaun but with a more conventional line in tailoring and although
INCHWORM
Inchworm, inchworm
Measuring the marigolds
You and your arithmetic
You'll probably go far
You're never too
WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T LIKE AFTER HOURS?!
"I just don't! I've never liked it. I've always found it stressy and
ISLAND OF FLOWERS
She lived amongst an island of flowers.
Voluntarily marooned on her island like a willing Robinson Crusoe, my grandmother found
PULP ROMANCE
As film dates go, taking Miss X to see 'Pulp Fiction' when we were just teenagers felt like
TEARS IN THE RAIN
He prided himself on being able to choose the perfect music for any moment in his life. In this sense