Will Vigar

a writer of sorts

My Ex In Anger

My ex, in anger, threw my favourite pyrex pie plate from our eighth floor balcony, hoping to smash it to pieces.   But it landed in a tree – lodged between … Continue reading

May 13, 2017 · Leave a comment

House Proud (Tales From The Urban Prairie #30)

I’m working on a project based on the flats I used to live in for most of the 80s. The notorious Kelvin Flats of Sheffield. The poem ‘Milk’ is set … Continue reading

May 6, 2017 · Leave a comment

Milk

By the time I got there, the walkways, built to accommodate milk floats for the daily pinta, were no longer served by the Express or Unigate. The Presto was cheaper and … Continue reading

March 14, 2017 · Leave a comment