A Deserted Village
An Architect would no doubt weep at the maze of tumbled rock found sad, lonely, lost beneath the sweep of beaten bracken paths. Summer * brings bright silence with each … Continue reading
Going Home: Keats – Episode 15
April 30th (1) Last night I left Spiggy watching over the exhausted and sleeping Mook. I put all the medical stuff away, saving anything that was still usable and bagging … Continue reading
Sunflowers
I have just planted Sunflowers and now it is Raining. A lesson.
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A new book coming soon from my publishing company “A Swift Exit”.
Going Home: Keats – Episode 14
April 29th Same deal. Spiggy asleep on the sofa. Mook asleep in his room. I top the drugs up, go back to bed and five minutes later Spiggy knocks on … Continue reading
Asunderland
I’m dreaming of a metal cage. A bloodied angel caught, hanging over me – unscathed but screaming. His life rains it’s final hour and . . . I am trapped … Continue reading
Going Home: Keats – Episode 13
April 28th I went to bed and read for a while before drifting off to sleep. Four hours later, when the alarm rang, Mook was looking a lot better. I … Continue reading
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