Fiction
Downfall, Chapter Seven
Sitting on the bench, Dave could see over the wall and across the river, there was a little warmth in the sunshine, however the breeze blowing up the river was cooler. He sat alone, his [more…]
Literature
Arts
Jinnie’s Story, Book Eight – Chapter Twenty-Nine
As always, Larry was waiting for the family to come in the front door, and was all over them the second they walked in. Of course, he had a pecking order, it was Jinnie first, [more…]
21st Century
A View (Some Miles Away) From The Greenhouse; We’re All “Far-Right” Now.
Recently I had occasion to visit the observatory at Langdale, a torturous ninety minute drive from home, along some of the very worst roads in Cumbria. It was almost all for naught, although the clouds [more…]
Hobbies
Postcard from a Shepherds Hut
* You may have already guessed this last bit… June 6th is a bit of a special day in the life of Yours Truly as it’s my birthday and Mrs ABS had planned a 3-night [more…]
Literature
An Old Man’s Musings Part Forty
Waiting for MOT (passed) I was browsing my volume of the Dylan Thomas Notebook Poems 1930-1934. I came across this piece which I had never seen before. I admit it shook me; in 1934 he [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week Two Hundred And Ninety-Six
Monday Good morning friends. The sun was peeping through the window when I woke up this morning, so I trotted down to the back door. By the time the man had opened it, the sun [more…]
Fiction
Downfall, Chapter Six
As they ate breakfast Dave explained what he wanted Sally to do, a porter came up to the table as they were finishing, a visitor was waiting for them in reception. Dave asked for him [more…]
Arts
Jinnie’s Story, Book Eight – Chapter Twenty-Eight
Paolo drove the Toyota into the space at the Cruise Port he was directed to park in by sailors from HMS Prince George. He was behind a Jaguar and next to a gold Bentley Continental [more…]
Literature
An Old Man’s Musings Part Thirty-Nine
My poor old mind biggles at the knee deep stupidity which engulfs us : ‘I named my daughter Crumpets and now she’s being relentlessly bullied.’ Doh. Perhaps she should have called her Pikelets? Thank you [more…]