Read

“That’s impossible. How come people in other countries got to know about this interview so quickly?” “I don’t care as long as these numbers keep...

“Okay, this is Studio Two.” Mary and John looked around in the very darkened room. The black walls all around them were imposing as their eyes...

I was woken early one morning by a hammering on my back door. I quickly dressed and rushed downstairs, where I found Alun holding a bottle. "It's a...

november upon returning there was uploading: photographs of concrete autumn leaves communism river water coffee in a conical flask bridges were...

About 12 years ago, when I first started on ABC, I was writing a comic blog about a failed writer living in a damp flat in a wind-swept seaside town on the Kent coast. With his neighbours, Sherlock and Yo, he whiled away his days - writing stories, taking low-paid jobs, drinking, smoking, dreaming... He went through a few incarnations as I tried to develop the thing into a novel - but it didn't work out. Alan Benefit, then Stan Seagrave... then finally Harry Chadwick. I dug out this old 'chapter' and thought I'd post it. It might resonate with some of you...

Saplings (Westburn Park -1976) Stretching skyward Stick thin saplings Chickenwire covered Spiky as punk. Used as goalposts Makeshift coat hooks As we...

People won’t die, but it’s going to be bad. The press and Vlad will humiliate her and Donald. It was only a little peepee though, just a dribble, but...

Upstairs Headroom By Paul McCann I know its hard forgiving, but I think that its worth a try Instead of hanging on to grudges Why can’t we let them...

At the Open Mic I felt like Leonard Cohen, An old guy at the feast An old and ancient rhymer, A preacher and a priest. These are the new bohemians...