Biography
Sailing my life away, part 3
Jacques (As You Like it, Act 2 Scene 7) describes seven ages of man. In looking back on my own life I can identify with the first four and, being near the early stages of the [more…]
Literature
Biography
Jeremy and Seumas – Resurrection
Slouching wearily in an uncomfortable wooden chair, Seumas Milne stared vacantly at the faded orange Formica clock on the kitchen wall. It read three thirty two. It had read three thirty two since the year [more…]
Fiction
War Crimes Chapter 36 – Monty’s Story or the Unbearable Lightness of Being… A Cat
Chapter 36 – Monty’s Story or the Unbearable Lightness of Being… A Cat I think you will all agree, that is rather a good portrait of me. It captures the essentials of… Well, being me. [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week Sixty Nine
Monday It’s Monday again and I was up bright and early, but it was a bit quiet in the flat. I quickly realised that Bozzie was not to be seen and was not bouncing around [more…]
Arts
The Swaling, Part Thirty One
Sharp elbows approached us across a crowded reception room at the British High Commissioner’s annual bash. Mrs Belinda Wong, of the Wong Address Forwarding Company, myself and my wife, Nicole, wait in anticipation. I’m rather [more…]
Arts
A Christmas Movie that reflects 2020
As a very strange Christmas swings around, we’ll soon start to see a plethora of Yuletide films appear on television. From the great and the good (films like The Bishop’s Wife and It’s a Wonderful [more…]
Arts
Always Worth Saying’s Question Time Review
Question Time 26th November 2020 Panel: Nadim Zahawi (Conservative) Vaughan Gething (Labour) Adam Price (Plaid Cymru) Claire Fox (Member of the House of Lords) Tanni-Grey Thompson (Paralympian) Venue: Swansea Your humble author is forced to [more…]
Fiction
Galta’s Sculptor’s Studio
Galta was about to pour her first glass of wine of the day -it was one o’clock and, these days, her lunch tended to come in liquid form- when she noticed a young man peering [more…]
Fiction
Lords and Ladies, Part Two
Fifteen of them stood in a line in the muddy light of the drawing room. Fifteen desolate specimens of humanity clad in grimy, beige sweatshirts and stained jogging bottoms. Fifteen of them with their hands [more…]