The mystery of the stars
The mystery of the stars
A Lesson In Long Distance Love,
for Bazza Bond, who meant the stars to me xx
A terrible night out he wished had been a night in.
From the Early Days
From way back when in the Early Days, when I first found my words
There are three types of men in the world. One is angry but driven, the next is angry and self-destructive and the other has found contentment. This is a story about the three of them together.
A fictional account of real events in the Chagos Islands over 40 years ago.
Second chapter to "A Good Pot of Red Sauce"
About a close friend who died this week. He was only 18 and I am so lucky to have known him x
Chapter one: Good Pot of Red Sauce
Mark was used to geting what-ever he wanted. What he didn't bank on was Jane's love of cats stopping him from getting this woman into bed.
‘Do you suffer from depression?’ she asked.
‘Well..,’ I began, but there was more.
‘You look like a street person,’ she said.
‘Funny, that,’ I replied, leaving it there.
Maybe that’s why she gave the next job to someone else.
David’s day started naturally enough.
Being a Saturday, he took the eight-minute bath as opposed to the usual four-minute power-shower.
I have a 'sister', she is big
And also an insufferable prig;
Five foot eight, with her five foot feet,
Red in the face, and packed with meat.