Anger & Marmite

I initiate this revue litteraire perched amongst lunchtime patrons of a shopping centre coffee shop. Adjacent to me in this … More

She Was Beautiful

Seconds after our mother’s final breath the song Cavatina’s opening lyrics “She was beautiful. Beautiful to my eyes….” played out … More

Circumstances of recent days have dictated I’ve had neither the time or inclination to pen a blog of late; and … More

Wednesday morning, while drawing open a set of bedroom curtains, I noticed three crows perched on the fence panel between … More

Keen to avoid depressing analysis of my footballing amours Leeds United’s (LUFC) insipid start to the season, in the last … More

Autumn has crept menacingly towards us in a fashion similar to the slugs making daily visits to feast upon the … More

Within the past week or so I’ve noticed an alarming number of dead squirrels on local roads; quite a few … More

Below the mezzanine level coffee house where I’m sitting is an ongoing promotion for MG cars. Well, I’m assuming it’s … More

Today, I’m back at my goto coffee house writing den at the White Rose Shopping Centre; my first venture here … More