The room was almost silent. A a slight chill from the temporarily shaded sun gave me a shiver. Silence was broken every time a bleep emitted from the machine that the body had been attached to. I call it a body, because it was impossible to distinguish at a first glance whether it was male … Continue reading After the Crash
The radio blared on with inconsequential nonsense, it was the six o’clock news headlines. Nothing made sense, I did not want to be awake. Surely I had only just closed my eyes! The night before had been a scramble to get back into our own bed from the put-you-up in the downstairs play room. We … Continue reading Pants
It couldn't be defined a fall, more a slow motion sinking of body to the ground with balance and gravity taking over a backward roll to lying down. It would've been graceful, that's for sure, had it been witnessed. After all she had been a ballerina age 5 and hadn't lost the grace. It was … Continue reading Not quite Matt Bourne’s Swan Lake
A November morning Bugle Street beckoned With you our neighbours Our witnesses and friends No frills No fuss Promises made Pictures taken From our special day 14 years ago To this celebration 60 years on Congratulations to you both Margaret and Philip! Diamonds everlasting and Friendship never waning
I start writing at 10 o'clock, at least this is the decision I have made today. I find I make many decisions, mostly with the best of intentions but almost inevitably curtailed at the point of launch by something, anything. But today, is that day, it is here and I am here sat in front … Continue reading Morning Routine
Light up, radio muffled birds sing, boys clatter lead poled legs, eyes coffin lids consciously aware wanting unconscious body slump and walking for sleep routine kicks with effort decisions muffled, tasks complicated bothersome boys and belligerent dog school run weary, dog walk forgettable caffeine brings clarity chatter brings life the day begins...
Hindsight is much underrated. It's a sunny day, you are coasting down river, birds are singing, water gently lapping, swans effortlessly gliding alongside your sleek gondola painted in soothing colours whilst you feel the warm weather relaxing your bones, literally not a care in the world. A moral point, made under pressure whilst emotional, and … Continue reading Retrospection