Upon the North Korean Connundrum

When Bill Clinton had the opportunity to take military intervention against North Korea, when the nuclear bomb had just been developed and the...

Remembering isn't enough ... (Part Two)

I have for the last few days been staying in Coverack, a small Cornish fishing village on the Lizard Peninsula. It’s not that far from my home town...

Gift: A Son's Story (The Night Before)

After mum passed away, my brother and I had a small disagreement. Mum had always said "I'll leave this bungalow only when they carry me out in a wooden box!" I thought, then, that it was only right that she should spend her final night before the funeral there. He disagreed, and said it was better that she should stay in the Chapel of Rest, which was just along the road. He said "She's gone now. It's no longer her home." He thought it was morbid. Finally, though, he relented - after I'd persuaded him that it was a tradition in so many cultures. Also, I said, people could call and pay their last respects if they so wished. So, the night before, the coffin was brought into her lounge, and I returned to be there with it. With her. (Image: mine)

Traffic Wardens.

Yesterday I saw a clip on the news of a traffic warden been beaten up in the street, getting his head kicked in! As I didn’t listen to the news, I...
Gold cherry


Wednesday 14 November 2018. Two days before mum's funeral. We think we've got it all sewn up, but we keep thinking of things... When are they...

An Encounter with General Kelly

Shortly after he ascended to Chief of Staff, General Kelly rather barbarically commanded me not to talk to the President any more(all this, publicly...

The Bells of Hell (IP)

The Bells of Hell go ting-a-ling-a-ling, For you but not for me. And the little devils how they sing-a-ling-a-ling, For you but not for me. Oh death where is thy sting-a-ling-a-ling, Oh grave thy victory? The Bells of Hell go ting-a-ling-a-ling, For you but not for me.


I’ve recently heard about two girls who are been bullied now, one you may have seen age just six years old on Facebook, in hospital with a sick bowl...


Memories of Troy and Ancient Greece, World War 1, and speculations about nearby Albania, from Corfu. A Beautiful Palace on top of a mountain overlooking Corfu Town.

Remembering isn't enough ...

My paternal grandfather fought in World War I. He lost a leg. My dad, a lifelong story teller, spoke, and wrote (in his own unpublished memoir),...