Month: July 2015

Santa Claus is real, I don’t care what others say How else could there be presents When you wake on Christmas Day? The tooth fairy, I know her well, The Easter bunny is my friend She trades your infant ivory For hard cash, that you will spend. Grandma says that […]

For all my nostalgic meanderings of late, one place above all else serves as the perfect portal to my childhood. Even the name alone conjures up a spell in my mind’s eye, a concoction mixed in a cauldron of reminiscence and yore. For a spell to be so powerful, to […]

I remember so much and with such fondness those halcyon days when fighting dragons and racing cars, piloting spaceships in galaxies far, far away and playing cards was not a flight of fancy, rather a way of life. Life did not break your heart and offer funerals and divorces, it did not offer […]

At the age of 41 I didn’t expect to start a new hobby. In my time I have had enough, both sporting and more craft orientated. I love reading, funnily enough writing and so when someone suggested I take up walking I actually thought they were quite mad. Of course […]

“Another anniversary passes and again we’ll stand as one and weep, Hand are wrung and tears are shed, because the pain and shock cut deep. Reason, truth and understanding, the currency of rational debate, Their value lost in bloodshed, exchanged for death and hate. When cultures clash they clamour, for […]