
Postcard from The Blorenge
(Part 3 of my walking series. Part 1 and part 2 also available.) Blorenge or sometimes The Blorenge is a prominent hill overlooking the valley of the River Usk in Monmouthshire, southeast Wales. It is [more…]
(Part 3 of my walking series. Part 1 and part 2 also available.) Blorenge or sometimes The Blorenge is a prominent hill overlooking the valley of the River Usk in Monmouthshire, southeast Wales. It is [more…]
She had called him straightaway, the excitement breaking into her voice as she told him the good news. He said he would pop round when convenient for her. “Why any time, now if you want”? [more…]
Ah’ve bin stuck oot in f**kin’ Airdrie aw days cos that Toammy Roabertson c**t’s hingin’ aboot the court an’ the chief coanstabul is pure sh*tin’ hissel’ that he might stert committin’ fer right hate crimes. [more…]
Something truly remarkable happened last Sunday and it featured in every newspaper and TV station in the land. Under the circumstances I thought I would devote this entire section of Septic Eye to this extraordinary [more…]
Buddha and Half a Pomegranate THE Lord Buddha had announced that on a particular day he would receive alms with his own hands for the support of the poor and the unfortunate, and had begged [more…]
ACT 2 SCENE 3 A Road in Uraemia. Enter FELIX, VISCUS and SOLDIERS.
Hearing the banging and voices, smelling the cooking breakfast, Sally came down leading her son. The atmosphere of the house had changed in an instant, Martha’s tidy home had almost been overwhelmed by dirty, smelly, [more…]
“We need to get moving or we’ll lose the dark.” Art was twitchy, unlike him, the lure of home one yomp away was obviously unsettling him. The farm, their final staging ground before their run [more…]
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