Welcome back my friends to the flamboyance that never ends, as Fabulously Flamboyant Friday sashays up to the crease to deliver yet another groin-polished googly from the gasworks-end of musical magnificence. I’m afraid, dear reader, [more…]
Jinnie drove into the TT SuperBurger car park and into her designated parking space. On the way to the office, she thought about getting a coffee and one of the chocolate chip cookies from the [more…]
It was silent. I felt as if I was floating, swaddled, the only sound was a rhythmic pulse, not unlike a heartbeat. I had never experienced a sensory deprivation tank, supposedly a way to totally [more…]
I’ll start by stating that all in all, I think The Donald is doing a more than average job during his second foray into the Presidency. Lets put aside for the time being recent événement with Venuzuela [more…]
“My fiery protest is simply the cry of my very soul. Let them dare, then, to bring me before a court of law and let the enquiry take place in broad daylight! I am waiting.” [more…]
At various stages of its journey from Arabia through Turkey and into Europe, coffee has been known as the Devil’s Brew and the forerunner of Viagra. The fact that it made it to England is [more…]
Three poems on the same theme – make the most of the time that we have. In the first poem two killer lines always get me. ‘But at my back I always hear Time’s winged [more…]
Sunday 21st December. Sailing Day. There is no mad rush to do anything this morning. Apple Maps tells me it will take 1 hour and twenty minutes to get to the cruise terminal, and I [more…]
He sat outside Manchester Station on double yellow lines with the blue lights flashing, no one bothered him, he saw Taff and Colin come onto the street. Out the car, he called them over, seeing [more…]
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