Journal

Bravo Bernie

For some emigration is the only way to go .
Cherry

Impress Me With Your Cartwheels

A very drunken man has just left my bar. I accidentally gave him alcohol before I realised how drunk he was. He looked at me too intensely as if he'd forgotten himself. His mouth twitched like there were words inside that wanted to come out.

No Scrub

Hopefully we won't see match girls on the street this Christmas

A Day in the Lab

I don't know what I was expecting, but it wasn't this. "Those are bodies!" I choke out. Of course they're bodies, you asked to be here, stupid.

GUNSMOKE REVISITED

GUNSMOKE REVISITED It's funny what things stick in your mind from childhood. The images lie undiscovered, like mementos in an old trunk, until someone or something triggers the mechanism that opens the trunk and sheds light on the old memories that have been stored there these many years.

The Festival Hall ' Haven and Home

Memories Of two years Living On The Street in London A place without mercy or hope . A struggle to stay alive . A true story . http://www.lovethefestivalhall.org.uk/80_paul.htm

Thoughts of an Asperge

Quiet people or shy people are about the only persecuted groups not to have their rights aired or to be politically corrected. I suppose it makes sense really, as this group, by their very nature, would not stand up for themselves or make a big issue. We need a Rosa Parks figure.

Rama IV junction

Muted skies and eyes the lights hit red for twelve seconds. She wais, begs and peers into the taxi. A window is all that's between us, but really there's much more than that. Her

My Former Friend!

MY FORMER FRIEND! When first we met....I was merely ten, Romantic thoughts engulfed me then, Seductive words, how good your charm, I heard it from my father's arm!