He’s so alone
He sees the small one, eyes down, knees up, trying to understand why he’s just been stung by a wasp…
Writer and Artist
He sees the small one, eyes down, knees up, trying to understand why he’s just been stung by a wasp…
Something has to be written about these times; sorry that my skills are not as good as they should be.…
This is an extract from one of my books. And now it’s the morning of March 15th 2016. One of…
No one reads poetry, except poets, English Literature undergraduates, and some academics. (though these are mostly the same people) No…
NOTE: This blog post is meant primarily as a personal record of something I did and the context in which…
Apart from the odd shopping list or doodle, there was a time when the content most people created was limited…
To Me is the title of my next book. It’s been written specifically for myself and it is dedicated To…
The hypocrisy of the animal rescue industry Whenever I see appeals for money or support for animal rescue charities the…
The Artistic Imperative * Warning – this is a self-indulgent ramble * When I was young I was told I…