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I slept fitfully and had some strange dreams. Anxiety dreams, like I often had. I'd no doubt they were linked to what Sherlock and I had been...

Remembering my dearest Mum on what would have been her birthday, posting a poem I wrote in honour of her when I was studying for my Creative Writing...

A job’s always a lot easier when you’ve got the right kit.

About eighteen months ago, I decided to stop! It was a major part of my life. They became too expensive. I have stuck to my guns. I am proud of that...

This is a letter to Benjamin Netanyahu. It's about a real issue which is happening right now. I know that there are many terrible things that have happened, and are happening, in Gaza and the West Bank, and a children's football pitch may seem such a minor thing. But it really touched a nerve with me. I feel powerless to do anything about it, but at least I can cry into the void with my letter.

Solitary bottle on the back shelf of the bathroom cabinet, sat there untouched for ten solid years. Bought by some wistful, wishing parent who...

Self Jealousy Really? Do you turn away from truth because of who you may become? Do you hate the future you because he owns exactly what you want? Do...

Walking down the avenues of memories of my mind and I seem to recall faces and places that's lost time and hideaway like some ancient rhyme that hasn...

A couple more pints, a wee dram and a bit of a tab later, Denise locked us all out for the night. Sherlock stood in the lee of the door and fashioned...