Blog – More Than a Meal for Three – Flash-Fiction

Events in life often occur and draw to a close things we had seen lasting a lot longer, but all we can do is take it on board and step forward really. Not really related, but there's a short story/flash fiction below if you want to jump to that; it's called More Than a Meal … Continue reading Blog – More Than a Meal for Three – Flash-Fiction


He’s Scribbled Something – Poem

It would be your tortoised mind That held you safe while we fell. But what have you survived to? Hills and hopeful shepherds stand, Preparing for the final Puzzle piece to place itself. Going home is wearying, For dictators and the saints. Who'd be an indoors human? Candlelit dinners devoured Only the wicks remain now, … Continue reading He’s Scribbled Something – Poem

Predating Peraclean Athens

Been scribbling away in all sorts of ways, I 'ave. With assignments and poetry work to do it's been a bit full full full, but I have found a little time to write into The Elephant and The Nun and doodle this bordered alliteration piece. Prepping to illustrate poems that'll be posted to this 'ere … Continue reading Predating Peraclean Athens


A Consolation Prize. A Story.

Story down below When the 363 turns from Underhill Road onto Melford Road, people should be applauded for reaching their seat.  Just scanned the old Oyster with almost a foot on the stairs, and the brakes slam. You make sure you stay upright by sacrificing your shoulder to the wall. You race up the stairs … Continue reading A Consolation Prize. A Story.


Literary Psychoanalysis and Untitled Flash Fiction

There's flash fiction down below. Bussing to a definitely open college and a due date with my draft assignment. The traffic is usual for Old Kent Road, an average of 5 cars per 30 square-metres, with a rate of flow of 13 ms-1. Quite pessimistic this morning, wearing a scarf, but it's getting warmer from … Continue reading Literary Psychoanalysis and Untitled Flash Fiction


After Half-TermĀ 

Back in the train seat whizzing to college, and - as Zager & Evans would have it - a dystopian future where man has shredded the earth of all its value and set up a robotic service system. But that's fine, because it only begins in the year 2525 and takes until 9595 to truly … Continue reading After Half-TermĀ 


Lotta Writing Going On

Sitting down after the day's work with a gifted box of chocolates, I'm trying to put my mind to my college assignments. Why were the two methods of Freud and Watson used as the means to explain and therefore treat the development of phobias in children? An interesting question indeed. On the bus I saw … Continue reading Lotta Writing Going On