All Writing

  • Autumn: Season of Leaves and Sunsets

    Autumn: Season of Leaves and Sunsets

    And so it begins. My love hate relationship with autumn. On one hand, sunsets are at their peak at this time of year. I can watch from the window in front of my writing desk as golden hour approaches and then the light dims, and the sky changes colour by the second, like a kaleidoscope. Read more

  • Please talk about invisible illness, but leave my visible one out of it

    Please talk about invisible illness, but leave my visible one out of it

    I’m always hearing about invisible illness. Please share if you know someone who has an invisible illness, says social media.  Why, do they need more sympathy?  Well I’m here to tell you, when you have a visible illness, sympathy ain’t all it’s cracked up to be. Let me give you a little scenario: You go into a shop, you’ve Read more

  • That Time I Could Have Been Killed in My Home

    That Time I Could Have Been Killed in My Home

    This one time, many years ago, when I was an inner city hipster, my partner Dan and I are out having a drink and a bash at pool at our local pub.  The drinks and joie de vivre flow.  Our pool shots are all dropping and none of the likely lads challenging could beat us.  In the Read more

  • Those Infernal School Photos

    Those Infernal School Photos

    Can you name anything else that you have to buy before you even see the product? And we all accept it as normal! Infernal school photos!  How often have you thought, no I won’t get any this year. And then feel guilty and end up buying the whole pack. Because they’re not just photographs, they’re memories, you can’t put Read more

  • Boudica, Chapter Four, “Chickens!!”

    Boudica, Chapter Four, “Chickens!!”

    A short story about the perils of having free range chickens in a semi rural area without fencing. Read more

  • Happy Endings

    Happy Endings

    My hands glide up his back, across his freckled shoulders and down his flanks to just above his boxers. Repeat a few times, getting in sync with Angelique Kidjo’s haunting version of Malaika. I’ve played this beautiful Tanzanian song so many times I have to stop myself singing along in Swahili. This is why I Read more