Tony Soprano’s Beekeeper

I had a strange dream last night. In series of images played back in time lapse motion, it told a tale of my involuntarily initiation into an organised crime ‘Family’. Thrown into an unwanted life of crime, I was more or less held against my will by this hard fisted, uncompromising group. Led by a bloke who looked like…

Philosophy & Poetry’s Ancient Quarrel

Greek philosopher Plato is accredited with proffering that “No human thing is of serious importance” I’d like to think he opined this moments before a tantrum at a Athenian waiter, the consequence of his halibut béarnaise had been delivered slightly undercooked. I picture a very public tirade in the renowned Uncle Terry’s bistro, situated over the…