It was a relatively short, though oppressive walk to the City of Setebos. The woodland clung to their breath as they toddled along in search of forgiveness and a potential cure. The sky looked down gravely on the heroes, overcasting doubt on the success of their mission. The Sun beamed her glorious smile onto theContinue reading “Chapter 2 – Desperately seeking Innocent.”
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Chapter 1 – The hero
The screams were unmerciful. It was as though all the sinners of the world had combined into one unholy union and screeched their anguish into a synthesised megaphone. Was someone being whipped a cripple? The yelps of misery continued but fluctuated with a moaning like the desperate sob of a Brontosaurus attempting to open aContinue reading “Chapter 1 – The hero”
Strange Things from Uranus – Second Edition
I decided it was worth a second edition as there are now three in the series, so it makes sense to unite them properly. Enjoy the new Intro. ************************************************** Fairies wear boots It may have been the night before Christmas, or the night after Christmas or even Christmas night; well it was definitely theContinue reading “Strange Things from Uranus – Second Edition”
Back again after a long delay
I cant believe it was Feb 2018 that I last wrote a post. Then my password was compromised and I had to change it but just didn’t get around to it. I was living in Las Palmas de Gran Canaria at the time and sort of losing direction. I´d gone back to teaching Maths andContinue reading “Back again after a long delay”
My right foot
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 sleep and lack of intelligence, decided to drive his taxi through my motorcycle. This wouldContinue reading “My right foot”
Women, women, women and women!
So Anna is angry at me for wanting to promote her Art work through my Twitter and Facebook accounts. I would normally drop one of her pictures in here but I will give it a miss this time. I don´t get it! Creative people who want to commercialise their work need publicity – yes? Continue reading “Women, women, women and women!”
Friends, stupidity, the beach, boobs and bums
Today I got stuck on a couple of paragraphs, attempting to explain the delights of floating down the River Thyme on a barge. I had the two Elf´s, Mad Tom of Bedlam, Mad Magdalene and Fairy Hanny on the barge of Mr. O´Nighon. I just couldn´t make the text flow like I saw the riverContinue reading “Friends, stupidity, the beach, boobs and bums”
Cars, Plums and Grapes
It´s amazing what a trip to the shops can do. I live 10 minutes walk from a Supermarket in Las Palmas de Gran Canaria. Sometimes I drive there though that usually takes longer than 10 minutes because of the one way system and traffic lights. SO today I walked there as I only needed aContinue reading “Cars, Plums and Grapes”
The secret of life is enjoying the passage of time.
So there I was in Almaty! In love? Friends though she was quite a tease. We were each dating separately but occasionally went out together. Definitely in the friend zone with this beautiful young lady. Cést la vie! Oh yes we went to a French restaurant as she sometimes worked there; sometimes we ate there.Continue reading “The secret of life is enjoying the passage of time.”
Soft surf Peniscola beach.
Kicking through the gentle surf, I see Sea; Life and death. Water of life bitter to taste, killing the tree, Death is the Sea Shells Sanctuary. Broken Rocks, Broken hearts. Even your name evokes in me; Peniscola! Penis, giver of life whether desired or not, Six percent? Cola refreshing the parts we dare not mention;Continue reading “Soft surf Peniscola beach.”
Fairy Hanny 