Dialogue 1

I fell upon these lines in the black notebook covering the recent Baltimore, Pittsburgh, NYC trip… James Brown is Alive!. Oh, no, my mistake, it’s just the hotel cleaner, well …

the road less travelled 1

Trapped between multiple varieties of human fat in the train station newsagent I had a fleeting vision of my new life as a publisher. The woman in front of me …

an envelope

At 6.30am there is a quiet coffee with my wife, then I wake my son and steal his sleepy warmth as I carry him down the stairs. Then later, I …

Happiness

It seems curious to me that you can buy memory at supermarkets.Also, that you find rusted canons in supermarket forecourts –An indicator that every market town had its munitions factory. …

Babylondon

Last night, united in proseco and the pandemonium of a muggy Friday in Londinium, DT and I wiped the mercury around our toppers, adopted canes and capes and forged the …

The hidden familiar

I thought I knew my area pretty well. Most Sundays I’ll take the car out and try out some new single track road peeling away from the coast and into …

Ambition Sniffles

I caught some footage – just in the passing, you unnerstand – of the handover of power in the UK from Blair to Brown. I now have a few months …