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Goodbye Hoboken, Hello Vietnam

After 28 years living in the U.S., I decided to pack it in and travel around Southeast Asia before re-locating to the U.K. This is a collection of stories I wrote about my travels.

Three Cords of Wood – Part 2

The second part of the story posted last month......

The Safety Manager

This is a true story about Health & Safety Managers. What they are really like.

and you chose to sleep.... well good fucking night

The word that made me remember
Things I never wanted to learn about my own past

Up Here In Heaven

A long forgotten silent movie star takes the opportunity to come down and set the record straight.

Interrogation

In the back seat of a car I feel and hear the clunk-click of the seat belt lock and I look down to see my skinny seven year-old body buckled in safely (though really I might have been six or nine or t

Complicity

It was another one of my mother’s disappearances that sparked his rage that day. She’d been gone all weekend. No phone call.

The Transition

I locked myself out of the world.

The Leisurely Life of a Child

Life was a happy place, and a simple one.

First memory

I don't know if it was a dream, or reality.

THE YORKSHIRE PUDDING (IP)

Always I used to try
and get it to rise
beat and beat the eggs
with a fork in those times

Could look like a sponge
time was up come out flat
maybe had forgotten
gone black

Note to the reader

Perhaps now could be a time to address the reader and be clear about my intentions with all these stories about women.

On the Buses (My version) Ch 7

Oh boy, what a change from London Transport. It’s like going back in time.
On the one side, the pace of life is considerably slower than the smoke which is a good thing (I think).

My Novel

There was once a little sausage called Baldrick and, he lived happily ever after.

The end.

Not Like So Many Girls

This is what happens in July and August.
This is what happens every July and August.

This is an imitation.
This is a souvenir.

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Foyled in Bristol

Notes of my recent trip to the City.

  Butcher Boy ( Extra Bits - Swags)

I'm given a "special" job to do every week.

One Channel Mind

A sea crossing, many years B.E.
(before Eurostar)

Being Yourself I.P

"I'm not pretty or stick thin... I'm not trying to be a model. Judge me on my swimming, not my looks"
- Sunday Mirror 19.08.2012

War and Politics at Home

So, my little girl has entered the world of clandestine operations and psychological warfare.