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The Smell of Other Worlds

Every two months or so, I go to the médiathèque for a life drawing session, and the atmosphere is always strangely reverent, as if we’re about to...
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Watching You Chapters Thirty-One and Thirty-Two

Chapter Thirty-One The sound of shouting had died away; his pursuers were somewhere below, searching the ramp. But still Withers remained in the...
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Drama Of Pheromones

Dear diary... I first realized I loved the bodies natural odour when I went to see the great musical Hair at the Hippodrome Bristol in 1970. I knew...
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Remembering John F. Kennedy

The Fall of an American Camelot It was a time of chivalry, of knights and ladies, performing like actors in an ethereal Brigadoon, evoking visions of...
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How does it do it?

What a wonderful thing is the human nose! detecting as up through its tubes the air goes, the scent of the lavender when the breeze blows, and so...
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Dolly Blue Monday

She'd never had it so good.
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the pie

The pie that wouldn’t crack, I bit it, I hit it, and I even kicked it. That pie just wouldn’t crack, It almost broke my back. I knifed it, forked it...
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The Three Ages of Man

Lots of noise, drink and smoke; the ideal environs of a lecher. And then the marathon begins, every little game, just another day as carrier and...
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Why We Bother

Two and a half thousand years ago the Greek philosopher Socrates was extremely worried that democracy would give rise to demagoguery. Socrates...

Satin. Part Two.

My daughter Meghan set me up recently on a fantastic, on-line site, where I can sell my things and buy beautiful things at a bargain price. This has...

Satin. Part One.

Meghan my daughter did her research and told me, “For your curly hair satin pillows is good for your hair,” So I bought lovely satin pillows from...
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What A Load of Nonsense!

At breakfast time my seeded toast smelled just like watercress while the coffee reeked of jellybeans recovered from Loch Ness My pillow smelled like...

Busking In Coffs Harbour

Busking In Coffs Harbour By Paul McCann Although my experience as a poet and songwriter has been a lonely journey I have been happy to experience the...
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Escape From Chelmsford

Escape From Chelmsford by Paul McCann Medicated and sedated to an unconscious state , where you understood nothing to which you couldn’t relate ...
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Oestara

Belton House. He was queueing with his mam on the springy grass verge where the stone steps rise up to the hall. The sort of kid that never stays...

Music Is The Breath Of The Soul

Music Is The Breath Of The Soul By Paul McCann Life is a song , love is the call , lets all try and sing along . It’s seen and heard in the place...
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Above Clunbury

The day before the storm (13/11/25) A fine day – can we go out? Lunch up in Shropshire and then a quick look at the map, and drive west to the...
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the Angel Anarchica or 'The Soul of the City'

The Soul of the City is a much sought after but mercurial, elusive being; No one knows where or if the cosmopolitan phantom will make an appearance...

Smells a Funny Colour

Smell’s a Funny Colour Red shouts loud Rougely proud Romantic sniffed Valentine gift Orange peeled It’s core revealed Citrus stinging Vit C giving...
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