Fiction
A Price Too High, Chapter Nine
He remembered nothing of the drive back, at 02:00 he woke up, he was hungry and thirsty, downstairs he ate cold chicken, drunk a pint of milk and looked for biscuits. He was soon back [more…]
Articles by Going Postal
Arts
Fabulously Flamboyant Fridays – 1972 And All That
Welcome back my friends to the flamboyance that never ends, as Fabulously Flamboyant Friday proudly delivers yet another light-loafered, groin-polished googly from the gasworks end of musical magnificence. I’ve recently been re-reading David Hepworth’s rather [more…]
Fiction
Jinnie’s Story, Book Seven – Chapter Thirty-Two
It was almost 8 a.m. when Jinnie dragged herself out of bed and left Paolo snoring gently. She made her way to the kitchen, desperate for a cup of coffee, and the first thing she [more…]
20th Century
Desert Mystery – Does Using AI Software Work?
In my last series of articles (Desert Mystery – Letters from Afrika), I described what had happened to a German Afrika Korps driver, Hans Walden, during the WW2 Desert War through the translation of the [more…]
Holiday
Yet Another Caribbean Christmas And New Year, Part Three
Saturday 28th December – Antigua (mid-cruise changeover day) I really don’t know why, but as usual, I woke just after six a.m. as it was just getting light, and we were heading into port. It [more…]
Book Review
Book review: The Man From Berlin, by Luke McCallin
‘Amidst the chaos of World War II, in a land of brutality and bloodshed, one death can still change everything …’ So runs the blurb on the front cover, and it’s fair to say it’s [more…]
Literature
An Old Man’s Musings, Part Fifteen
My ghast was flabbered when I saw Rachael from Accounts call for more positivity. She has certainly improved my positivity – I am more than ever positive I hate this shower of shit masquerading as [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week Two Hundred And Sixty-Six
Monday Good morning, Puffins, and welcome to Trump Day. It all kicks off at 5 p.m. GMT when he is inaugurated, and this cat can’t wait. The news is that he has over 200 presidential [more…]
Fiction
A Price Too High, Chapter Eight
Dave was in Cardiff at 16:30, Taff was waiting for him, he was in a minibus, inside were a driver and five others, their kit was piled up at the back. “The van can’t be [more…]