She who must not be mentioned says she must not be mentioned. So I will talk about my right foot. It is still there, despite an attempt many years ago by a taxi driver, who due to lack of … Continue reading
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 … Continue reading
This is where I will go to write full time. Spain. Will Ouroboros be there? As it was in the beginning…
Well I have been living here in Almaty since January and it is a beautiful place. It has the second best prettiest women in the world – Liverpool Judy’s always win. But I have to laugh at some of the … Continue reading
I think a hangover makes jet-lag so much easier to bear. Eventually I arose Monday morning and decided to do the tourist bit, so headed to the City centre in one of the many millions of taxis that constantly patrol … Continue reading
Atatürk Airport 9.30 pm on a Saturday night. Check papers, work your way through customs, throw off the term spent in Kazakhstan. Greeted by an old friend and guided to his Gaff. Meet the charming new partner; fantastic dinner with … Continue reading
I spend hours every day writing; funny and serious, Tales from Uranus and the Adventures of Inspector Flaange. I found this article helped me understand why… A five-letter word is my secret.As you probably know, routine casts a trance-like power … Continue reading
