A vicious friend
“You’ve never told me anything I wanted to hear.” Said one of my oldest and dearest friends. It was, I…
The way you look tonight
We had originally pulled up at a Spa which promised the danger signs of modern amenities. This wasn’t what we…
The boredom of uncle John
John was married to Betty. Betty had come over to England during WWII with the American armed forces and John…
Legends
Do you remember when the world felt safe? And everything was getting better and better. When life had a sheen…
Toy box
Guns. 80,000 of them are being handed out to citizens of the Ukraine over the last few days. AK-47s (oh,…
Mid-winters eve – the festival of Montol
Today is the shortest day of the year. The winter solstice. It goes unremarked in most places, but not at…
The ambition of a brick
This post is dedicated to Richard Rogers, the Labour peer and world famous architect, who died yesterday aged 88. The…
the caffeinated life – part two
Caffeine was a ticket to ride. We were invited all over the world to work. And when we travelled and…
the caffeinated life – part one
My Caffeine was always intended to be the business equivalent of ancient Sparta. The city state was renowned for its…
The fire in your mad heart
As he opened the trunk of the battered old mustard yellow Merc, you could feel the heat escape from the…