This and that and you know…share houses at fifty nine?

I’ve recently acquired two housemates. This after living in splendid isolation for three years or so (I can’t recall exactly) …

Snow church, a poem

And yet I choose to live here. There are pillars in the great cathedral of Seville, each the width of …

I wanna go hooooome!!

Being sick, alone, abroad, is shit. Sometimes literally (my daughter got fearfully sick when we arrived in Thessaloniki on a …

Old love letters

I’m just a little bit sad You’re just a little bit gone But then, you weren’t here for long. When …

November’s outstanding indies!

Rose’s brilliant author brother Peter is writing up this month’s selection of indie goodies, as Rose has absconded with the …

A poem for the future

In the future Few of us remain. Summer never ends, for some Far beneath the sea hides a better world. …

What can you do without?

A question for you. When is a library not a library? When you take away one book? When you take …

The Sorcerer’s Tampon and other mysteries

____________________________________________________________________________________________ Lady Ermenegilda stood alone in the Chamber of Eternal Night, the light of an elaborately carved chandelier catching her …

Unfamiliar

_________________________________________________________________________________________________ I hang in the air above the burning of her.  I feel..responsible.  But hungry.  Because, you know, that’s crows …

He’s got attitude

“You’re – what?”  She looked him up and down, arms folded smugly over nascent bosom. “You haven’t even got hair …