I explained in the previous chapter how I arrived, through the medium of horticultural injury, at my unusual title for this collection of comments and ramblings. My demise at the hands, or should I say [more…]
I originally planned to entitle this ‘Through a Scanner, Dumbly’. Unfortunately the title, though mildly amusing, would distract from the deadly seriousness of the topic. I’m desperately hoping that this is another Sokal or “conceptual [more…]
ACT 2 SCENE 2 Orosius’ Castle. Enter OROSIUS, TILDA, VULPECULA, ETTY and JESSICA, with MAISIE carrying little VUSILLUS.
They were ready to leave, later than planned, cleaning up behind them took longer than they had assumed. It always did and for all Alan’s faults he was thorough, not in the least relaxed about [more…]
Helena struck him once more as being really quite remarkable, just when you thought you might have seen all she had to offer, she revealed another new facet, maybe one unknown even to her, almost [more…]
Uncannily, like weapons of mass destruction, both infirmity and senility can also frequently be only 45 minutes from deployment. Spurred on by the obviously frail condition of one or two of our regular contributors I [more…]