An Ordinary Bloke writes about the End of The Sixties
The Sixties are finally ending. The signs are everywhere. The characters that populate that mythical decade of our shared imagination…
Writer and Artist
The Sixties are finally ending. The signs are everywhere. The characters that populate that mythical decade of our shared imagination…
I read some news about a huge black hole that eats a whole star every day. It is 12 billion…
This is a song based on a poem I wrote some time ago and recorded a couple of years ago,…
If all the sub-atomic particles in my fingernail grew to the size of a small orange how big would my…
NOTE: THIS SITE IS IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REPAIRED AND REDESIGNED SO IT MAY BE A BIT WONKY What’s…
This is something I wrote in 2001, that’s nearly twenty-one years ago as I write this. It’s either genius or…
19:15-Chapter TABLE 9 It’s kinda tucked away at the side of the Café-Bar near the entrance to the Art Gallery…
Skin is a taxi driver, Bones is a Detective Inspector. They hate each other but both operate on the same…
Oil on canvas 15/6/2020 – 60cm x 50cm / 24″ x 20″ Painted between April and June 2020 during the…