Behind today's door number two on the Strachan advent calendar I was greeted by the souls of the oppressed. Although affable enough considering the terrible suffering they've endured, I'm starting to have misgivings about buying Torture magazine's*** festive calendar. Yesterday's bestowals behind door number one were the Fingernails of No Return; which is a shame … Continue reading Wrath of the Andromites
One of the groups I follow on social media is Viz Comic. This the Facebook electronic channel of comic that's been available to buy in newsagents for ages. I could google the exact date it came into publication, but I don't envisage your that interested so I won't bother...... If you are, google it yourself, … Continue reading Vis-a-Viz
I feel the earth move under my feet I feel the sky tumbling down I feel my heart start trembling Whenever you're around A poetic verse from the pen of American song/writer Carole King. A divulgent proclamation starting her 1971 hit named after the first pentad of the lyric. Lexilogical meanderings overtly expressing to her … Continue reading Beautiful
Thursday 24th May - Nesting within the ivy, Russian vine and clematis climbing my back garden fence are a family of blackbirds. As I've not seen a penny in rent for their residence on my land, I'm assuming my avian tenants have claimed squatters rights....... The cheeky gets! I'm assured by my wife Karen that … Continue reading Tell It To The Birds
Wednesday 23rd May - I rarely attempt to pen a monologue around an epiphany of a blog heading. Ordinarily, the narrative title is the final element to the literary piece - Added after the selection of website categories and tags. Today, though, following an idea for a blog heading based on the Guy Ritchie movie … Continue reading Jock Lock & One Smoking Farrell
Tuesday 22nd May- Today's itinerary includes a visit to a Leeds oncology unit for my wife's monthly treatment, along with an out of town shopping centre sojourn for mater's weekly comestibles. From my perspective, this roughly translates to me spending an hour writing in a hospital waiting room. Followed by attempts to further bolster my … Continue reading Hidden Secret?
One of the pages within my website menu is Cricketing Yarns. A literary portal containing a series of partly fictional and unreliable tales from my club cricketing career. Although now retired, I played club cricket in Gateshead, Buckinghamshire and Leeds for over 30 years. An odyssey that started when one of my neighbours (Brian Dixon) … Continue reading The Wrong ‘Un