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…]
Work on the layout has slowed a little with the recent weather disruptions affecting routines. The successful completion of the cyclists/ Sweeney run was also the closing of a chapter. As you can see Wiggins [more…]
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…]
Here ah am wurkin’ oan a f**kin’ Sundah waitin’ oan a bunch o’ wee Rangahs an’ Sellick c**ts tae get pished enough tae stert kickin’ the sh*te ootae each uthah in Gleska city sentah owwah [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.
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