A Draught Of Sunshine

Hence Burgundy, Claret, and Port, Away with old Hock and madeira, Too earthly ye are for my sport; There’s a Continue reading →

How Come?

“How Come” People on the street now Faces long and grim Souls are feeling heavy And faith is growing thin Continue reading →

Tales From The Edge Of My Living Room

  The Paisley Soul Of A Stricken Man – A short excerpt from my novel; “The little memories of what Continue reading →

The Sun Dies On

        Journey to the far side of the sun       Light at the end of Continue reading →

We All Have Secrets

We all have secrets We all have a place to hide We all have fallen heroes We all grow up Continue reading →

Tales From The Edge Of My Living Room

This week I have been working on Star Trek articles and writing my novel. I am now at 20,000 words Continue reading →

The Girl Next Door

We must talk about depression and suicide to break the taboo that surrounds it. Even though I have experienced these Continue reading →

Last Night I Had The Strangest Dream

As I watch the terrible scenes unfold in Syria and the political arguments for and against what the politicians describe Continue reading →