Animals
Larry’s Diary Week Seven
Monday Up very early this morning as Dilyn was yapping in that strange Welsh accent of his, wanting to be let out. It suited Bozzie as he was off to Dublin to meet the Teashop [more…]
Satire
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Thirty-Three
The door opened and a big man in a bad suit came out. “Hello Leo,” I said to him. “Well, well,” he said back. “Joe Malone. I thought I told you not to come round [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary Week Six
Monday Forget all this Brexit stuff, the big news of the weekend was that it looks like Bozzie Bear and the Little Otter have adopted a rescue dog. Not any old rescue dog, but a [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Thirty-Two
I waited some more for the machine to do something, but it did nothing pressed the touchscreen again. Nothing happened. I couldn’t just go on standing here in the concourse of the bridge ticket area. [more…]
Capitalism
Larry’s Diary Week Five
Monday Bozzie is still away this morning, at the G7, but he seems to have been upsetting a quite a few people. You might remember that yesterday he complained about the US not allowing our [more…]
Literature
That Supreme Court Judgement
Ah feel pure soarry fer that Borash Johnston c**t. Tha poor bastert’s goat anuff oan his plate bein’ prime menashtah an’ aw that sh*te withoot some judge c**t pure gie’n him it tight. Ah mind [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Thirty-One
I took one of the Gellerettes from the pack and put the rest into my pocket. .. They were self igniting, so I scratched the tip along the metal rail and moved away from the [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary Week Four
Monday People were a bit uptight yesterday. It was supposed to be a good day, with the announcement of the order being signed to repeal the European Communities Act, but that got overwhelmed by the [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Thirty
I could see a church spire up ahead. Excellent, I thought, as I made my way along the street towards the church. I stopped across the road to observe the place for a moment. “The [more…]