I sit beside the fire and think of all that I have seen of meadow-flowers and butterflies in summers that have been; Of yellow leaves and gossamer in autumns that there were, with morning mist and silver sun and wind upon my hair. I sit beside the fire and think of how the world willContinue reading “I sit beside the fire and think – Tolkein”
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Book Number three from Uranus
No working title but the plan has been written. Soon to publish book number 2 in the series -“Trans Uranic Elements; The Dark Side of Uranüs” – following on from the first outing of Fairy Hanny in “Strange Things From Uranüs”. I have the plan for the third book based on an old Celtic Myth.Continue reading “Book Number three from Uranus”
Symbolic Bollocks
I flew back to Kazakhstan at Easter, bringing with me an Aloe Vera plant. I grew this one and lots of others from one original I had ten years ago. Fabulous plants for dealing with small cuts and burns. Anyway this one had three offshoots on it so I decided to plant them. They wereContinue reading “Symbolic Bollocks”
Bell Bottomed George.
From ‘ Trans-Uranic Elements: The Dark Side of Uranus’. Available later this year. Bell Bottomed George. Wayne and Ken had to sit down as they watched the embrace of the two cousins, Hanny and Mutch. It was an exotic hug with breasts squeezed gently together, arms around buttocks and sloppy kisses. Hanny and Mutch hadContinue reading “Bell Bottomed George.”
Dealing with Change
I’ve been through so many changes over the last decade I’m no longer sure what day it is. I’ve lived in Florida, Doha (twice), UK, Chengdu China, Abu Dhabi and Almaty Kazakhstan. Ten jobs, two wives and lots or gorgeous friends! So when I saw this I had to share… ” How do you dealContinue reading “Dealing with Change”
Fairy Nuff
The gorgeous Fairy Nuff makes a brief appearance in ‘Trans-Uranic Elements: The Dark Side of Uranus’ , alongside her cousin Hadi .
Kick up the arse
I need a kick up the arse! I finished ‘Trans-Uranic Elements; The Dark Side of Uranus’ two months ago, but still haven’t got round to putting out a kindle version. Probably because I am too lazy to make a cover. Though I am also working on ‘St. Nedds’ a school based story in which aContinue reading “Kick up the arse”
So I conclude I lost Christmas.
Happy is the man who is happy Sad is the man who is sad. And where did you get your oilskin coat It’s nifty and not too bad. I got it from a chap deep in the ground Whilst sojourning in Old Baghdad. So your Slothskin cap and mandolin Where you got them, can youContinue reading “So I conclude I lost Christmas.”
Sonja A’Tonya
Gorgeously pretty Russian teacher on attachment to St. Nedds in Suffolk. Blond, long legs, incredibly intelligent. Dr. Graham Boreham-Quigley, Physics teacher, fell in love with her instantly. But somehow managed to break her heart. Lack of respect? Lack of self-respect. There will be more of this in the next book ‘St. Nedds’ “As I wasContinue reading “Sonja A’Tonya”
Fairy Hanny 