20th Century
’59 Trail, Part Four
Part 4 of my uncle, John Alldridge’s 1959 report from Canada’s Far North for the Birmingham Mail – Jerry F Churchill, on Hudson’s Bay Life in Churchill — as in all frontier townships — gravitates [more…]
Articles by Going Postal
Arts
F for Fake (1973)
What is art if not a forgery of the real world. A reflection of what we see in our lives, and then try to convey to others, a form of primeval communication. This is the [more…]
Arts
Last Night Of The Proms 2023 – A Puffin’s eye view
This particular night has been a very long time coming; pretty much forty years to be precise. I remember first watching the Last Night as a yoof and taking in the spectacle on TV in [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary – Week Two Hundred And Six
Monday Good morning everyone from a sunny but chilly Downing Street. I had a very pleasant weekend lazing around, mind I had to dodge a couple of heavy showers. Those folks in the office ordered [more…]
Biography
Tales From The Alarm Industry, Part Six
Stories from my time spent working for an alarm company. Part One is here Part Two is here Part Three is here Part Four is here Part Five is here This Time: Rats, Christmas decorations [more…]
Arts
Fabulously Flamboyant Fridays: Elton John
Greetings pop pickers and welcome to this week’s Fabulously Flamboyant Friday, our weekly tribute to the rainbow and glitter world of music produced by artistes who are simply fabulous darling. This week we’ll be examining [more…]
Literature
Jinnie’s Story, Book Five – Chapter Thirty-Two
It was a bright sunny Saturday morning and Jinnie’s first thought on waking was wondering if Lucia felt as nervous as she had been on her wedding day. Jinnie’s mind went back to the mad [more…]
Book Review
Book Review: This Perfect Day by Ira Levin
Christ, Marx, Wood and Wei, Led us too this perfect day. Marx, Wood, Wei and Christ, All but Wei were sacrificed. Wood, Wei, Christ and Marx, Gave us lovely schools and parks. Wei, Christ, Marx [more…]
Fiction
The Burglary
George parked his grey van fifty yards from Miss Rosie’s cottage, turned the engine off and waited. He had been watching the tiny house for three weeks now; he knew the old lady went out [more…]