As I sit journaling insights into last weekend’s campervan adventure, a constant pinging emanates from the kitchen area. The distracting … More
Category: fiction
Changing Times
It has been an expensive week motor vehicle wise. Insuring and paying road tax for Victor the campervan, along with … More
Welcoming Archie
This weekend will see a return to campervan life for my rebellious beau Sarah and me. After a couple of … More
One Wrote Under the Cuckoo Clock
“There’s a sad sort of clangingFrom the clock in the hallAnd the bells in the steeple, tooAnd up in the … More
People Perusing
A Wakefield coffee house is the venue of today’s writing exercise. Sporadic scans show consumer traffic outside is light, sadly … More
He Isn’t Coming to Town
After a couple of years in early retirement, I am contemplating a return into the employment world. This despite having … More
Slow News Day
Tuesday 22nd August – It’s been a slow news day thus far for this erratic middle-aged fella. To press my ponderous’ … More
New Project
Friday 18th August – The words currently defiling once chaste paper in front of me are the first I have had … More
Just A Cane?
A scene witnessed from my apartment office window has just resulted in having to perform a double take. This early … More