Cherrypicked stories

Dinner with the Vanderbilts. How absolutely wonderful. Picture: Pixabay Creative Commons

Purple, Black, White and Red Why are you wearing a purple poppy, For aren’t they supposed to be red? I wear it for animals lost in wars, All of those...

There are as Many numbered breaths Sheltering under your lips As there are Seashells without songs Kept in the cupboards There are as Many secrets...

the North Sea rolls out flat and silver like virgin tin foil.

65AD. In a villa outside Rome the exiled British warrior Caratacus reflects on his life. In this chapter: Caratacus goes in search of the woman known as Neve.

She arrived back at the house and the Sheldon's Land Rover was no longer parked out front. Layla shuffled from her car to the front door in a daze,...

A brief poem inspired by Edward Weston’s famous minimalist photograph of a cabbage which can be found at: https://huxleyparlour.com/edward-westons-cabbage-an-icon-of-modernist-ph... The photograph I have used here is my own – once again inspired by Edward Weston’s (though nowhere near as good).

Mum brings me to a medical lab to do her piss test (she calls it that and she laughs when I say it. It’s a swear word though) after the social worker...