Ok, the Trumpets play, The brexit signs gleam and the prophets of doom Seem serene. The gloom Descends as the snow gathers. Friends! Would you rather bore The world with becoming Furled in the mire of despairing? Or go down…
Do you have a cold? Yesterday I started one of those blasted demonic possession infections, you know, when all the liquid in the body attempts to exit through the nose, and the throat feels as if sandpapered inside, and the…
Image: The Guardian 29/12 The Four Horsemen are gathering…and one man tries to do something about it! Strange thing, this bonfire of the personalities. Whatttt! George Michael and now Carrie Fisher! Followed the next day by her mom Debbie Reynolds…One…
I am a great-grandfather. All my beautiful friends lined up to pour out good wishes, and I felt blessed. But it’s not my fault! Not my choice! Just my fate…it feels strange people “congratulating” me. What – for having survived this…
Well, frrreeeeyow! Reason they call it a Space Opera? Not telling you, if you haven’t seen it, that’d be a spoiler. Clue: what happens at the end of the opera? The fat lady sings? No, not that stereotype, Though, talking…
Hurray hurray hurray Britain has had its day The trains are stuck Streets full of muck Hurray Theresa May Hurray hurray hurray! There’s poverty on the way With budgets cut The poor shut up And schools squeezed all the…
Waiting So in an airport lounge again, waiting for a flight. I had been booked Cape Town – Gatwick. I changed it to Heathrow. Irony Irony! As a (light green) member of the Green Party; as a resident of Chiswick,…
This is not a decapitated dog Turns out Number 1 Son (who is also Number 2 and 3 son as he is in fact the only son. He is also Number 1 Child as I have no other. I mention…
Hipster Hovels in Cape Town’s CBD These tips could change your life! Part 1: Properteee Buy that crack house on Buitenkunt Street. Hells bells babe, where have you been! This is the final opportunity to make money from property…
My Letter from Cape Town today is a Short Story based on the haircut I had this morning. The worm in my head never lets up – all places and people have mysteries and when I throw some words at…