A Belated Poem for Will Shakespeare

(He was 462 on Thursday) Shaking Spears Said the bard of Stratford: ‘All the world’s a stage’ With epic dramas acted out in every human age In these interesting times, when the end seems nigh To be, or not to be an optimistic guy? Once the kings and noblemen had their jester fools To playContinue reading “A Belated Poem for Will Shakespeare”

The Grime Syndicate (a short story)

All the tea in all the world could never compete with the feeling I experienced some years ago in a single, solitary moment, which was seared in my memory for all time and now resides at the forefront of my consciousness. It happened when I was in the final year of my apprenticeship as aContinue reading “The Grime Syndicate (a short story)”

September Fly

There’s a solitary housefly living in the downstairs toilet. September fly was concieved on a dog turd down the street, hatched out on a rotting pastie by next door’s bins and found it’s way through our spare bedroom window last weekend. Since then, it has patrolled our rooms and corridors on a non-stop reconnaissance missionContinue reading “September Fly”