All Categories - The poetry of the everyday
January 27, 2025
How inexpressibly doleful I found that scene - the stifling heat, the harsh light, the empty...
January 27, 2025
The Christmas I was used to and loved was a gaudy, tinselly, wholly irreligious affair but,...
January 27, 2025
Often, when reading or being read to, we find the busy stage director in the subconscious who...
January 27, 2025
Walter Gudgeon was the Spectrum production manager. He was a tall man of forty-five or so, portly...
November 2, 2024
As soon as we entered the spacious vestibule of that temple, with its warmth, its gold and pastel...
November 1, 2024
Apart from the buzz of this ersatz, gambling, there was the poetry of racing as I...
November 1, 2024
Beside me the low garden walls burned to the touch, before me the slowly moving stencils of...