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It's strange the things that are remembered. The arbitrary slice of a mind dismembered. I always loathed the slippery prune. Never got around to...

George was old enough as he was of age- time to decide son daddy said to be a college man or a farmer’s man. Being the oldest of eleven made it easy...

How lucky was I in life's lottery ?

Anybody see Boris's bus crash interview with Susanna Reid? Unbelievable. image wikipedia commons.

Ugly Puggly was doing something with broad beans and peas, boiling them to death. ‘Whit have you got in the oven?’ I smacked my lips together, after...

A death at any age, if it could and should have been avoided, is a death too soon. The life of a person with no children, parents, siblings or...

I wrote this in May 2015. I have crystal balls. I do not know this past, save through the prism of books written at the time they're supposed to be depicting. For it was not like any past I experienced first hand. Nostalgia is seductive, reductive and contains the nationalist propagandist's biggest lies. Image created from CC0 original.

truants of moonlight soft as forgetting wings, pale, delicate flicker in arcs then fold, as hair-fine feet cling, taste star white wild garlic...

Once the sun kisses an edge of horizon new adventures begin- a raucous wind stirs the pot with a mix of sound and turmoil lifts an eagle into layers...