Rhyme But No Reason

Friday morning retail hordes provide the bustling sight while I gaze below from a mezzanine in situ cafe. The first … More

Goose Gingrich’s Gottle of Geer

During a quiet period yesterday, I pondered what’d constitute a good topic for a new writing project, along with what … More

My mum’s dementia induced episodes continue apace. Not that I should be overly surprised by that cognitive landscape – After … More

A fragrant redolence of lavender accompanies me while penning today’s literary output in Mally’s Bar (the garden patio area I’ve … More

My prevailing knee ligament injury still doggedly refuses to afford me pain free days. This limb trauma, although no longer … More

I begin this prose with a woolly head, consequential of yesterday evening’s celebrations following England’s progression to the final of … More

This morning I spoke to a friend who told me he’d met a new girlfriend online. I’m assuming he meant … More

Yesterday the UK government announced that in a couple of weeks the wearing of masks in English shops will no … More

Although not something which’ll register on either national or local news bulletins, the car I recently took delivery of is … More