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The path to the cabin was choked with brambles; that was good. It meant that no one had been near…

I thought I’d written about this before but can’t find it anywhere. I know I did write a poem at…

The Artistic Imperative * Warning – this is a self-indulgent ramble * When I was young I was told I…

We visited Llanelli Beach yesterday. There were little piles of material along the tidelines. The piles contained a mixture of…

I’m just leaving the Co-op Shop and I’ve got a bag of “All Original Starburst Chews, Bursting With Real Fruit…

OK, so that last bit was a bit rushed – a bit fake, a bit gratuitous, but I’m back already…

Character A: Life is temporal. Character B: Uh! Character A: You know, it exists in time. Character B: Yeah? What’s…

Edit * I think this was written around about 1999 Saturday Despite the sobs, I am not sad. I know…

So, it looks like Tafftown is becoming a reality – when I say reality, of course I mean it’s not…