Wine and Song

I’ve drifted through days In a fantastic haze Of wine punctuated with song. It felt pretty good And try as I should I’ve never found anything wrong. But after a while

-end of line- Thoughts about the slow passing of Nelson Mandela

There is something of a ghost for our unelected leader here: where his words, on the passing of Nelson mandala will sound more like dry empty rhetoric: or rain in small puddles than resound strong wit

LIFERS Chapter Forty Eight

She waited and didn’t dare blink as they stared one another out, then, in a slow, straight movement, Mac raised his head and looked once more along the length of Main Street.

FINGERS IN THE AIR

admit it...you've done it

'The Toss of a Coin', Chapter 4

Becoming a lodger in Swansea, a stationmaster in Pontardawe, designing car space allocation for the new roll-on/roll-off ferry to Ireland and Welsh Vally wanderings

Because Of You

Love can bring change into everyones life

Dislikes.

Revolving doors, Delays on trains, Weekends where it always rains. Bad breath, Bad Luck, Bad backs, The Flu. That piece of gum stuck on my shoe. The yapping dog. That clingy cat.

My Charlie Drake

As the train pulled up at Newton Abbott station I knew that by the end of the week my life would be in some way different, and that no matter what happened, something inside of me would never be the s

A Tale of the English Electric Canberra.

Tales Instructors in the RAF used.

The Mulrooney's - Part Eight - The End

Jay and Sarah stumbled up the attic stairs and fell, laughing all the way. ”Careful with that wine,” said Sarah. ”It‘s an integral part of the seance.”

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