Bohemian Rhapsody was the first song I remember being aware of as a kid. I have a clear […]
The cuttings of Scruff’s extraordinary life are stuffed into a fat, brown leather wallet, along with his personal […]
Red nails: a poem
I saw a woman removing
her nail polish
by Doctor’s orders
three days out from the knife.
And as the last of it
was wiped away, I saw
her eyes, all red and glistening.
Funny how a simple swipe
can remove so much.
In February, 2013 I had the best day of my journalistic career. I travelled with my publishing and […]
I am terrible at buying birthday presents. I don’t know why, I just am. Especially for my wife. […]
We emigrated to Perth, Western Australia, in July, 1983. We left the UK, four of us (mum, dad, […]
This is exciting. Earlier this year I helped the legendary Lynn Paterson (aka Red) to write a book […]