8 – us, the children and the dog 7 – years since we were OK 6 - rooms to sleep and play 5 – dust-boxed school records 4 – fibs, fiddles...

‘New Year!! What the…' ‘I haven’t gotten used to the last New Year. To be truthful, I’m still flummoxed that it is ALREADY 25 years since the millennium... and 20 years since 1985 FFS.’ Reaching down I rub my knee, remembering that tragic New Year plane crash where I had to give the pilot heart massage while sword fighting the sky pirate with his own cutlass as he tried to set the bomb off. Boy, that’s the last time I’ll pay cattle class. That never happens in 1st. Then

New Year more fear Who is really who… Allow me to be more precise... more clear... As if Christmas was not bad enough With the...

I break all the rules When I sit down on tables and write haikus.

‘November.’ She glowers at the wall chart. ‘There are too many gaps in the to-do list from January.’ ‘You haven’t done too badly. We...

Sometimes, it is said, when the energy is just right, when you can let go of yourself just enough, when the magic of the universe wills...

The day dawned… thankfully. I am always so grateful for that. Not sure what I’ll do if it doesn’t. Anyway that’s a problem for another day. The year was new, apparently. But the birds didn’t notice it. They screeched their way to the tree at by bedroom window at 5 a.m. as per usual. Come to think off if I haven’t met an animal that does consider a New Year. They just get on with it. So should we. Why do we feel the need to make it an event? It’s not a Moon/Sun phase, it’s

Sitting around, propping up and leaning on the variegated, woven, black jacquard, encompassing and enhancing it. An eating place, a meeting place, a greeting place, a speaking, beseeching and weeping place, even a 1am sneaking place. Gathering annual quartos and new coasters of pretty coastal villages. Cups of tea of Asian china, glass leaf-shaped plates of vovos and montes. Kids toys and smeared jam, dim electric bills and yesterday’s news. Little blue-glass figurine of

My tables Water table Tabulate Tibia Tabitha Jicama Pemmican Porcelain Pachyderm Panacea Piecemeal Pancreas ‘Popotamus Otter bus Totter us Opprobrious Opposables Omissible Homily Simile Slimy me Filigree Evergreen Silly teen Teeny sill Tannic swill Taco Bell Tampa Knell Tempeh smell Labneh well Lapels shell Table

Get into it and enjoy the festive season. We celebrate Xmas all through January – even when the ‘Christ’ sentiment dissipates after the...

I'm crepusculared cresting on the blinding star, satellite vision

She walked into the room, and I instantly disliked her. There's nothing wrong with judging a book by its cover… sometimes. She was my son’s new girlfriend. He is 32 and she looked somewhat older than I think her real age was. She had quite a haggard look in my mind, but maybe that's what I wanted her to look like. She was medium height, medium build, with medium coloured hair and a medium looking face. So, in other words she was nothing special. I stared at her from behind

“Hey AI, I need to start a psychedelic story about being stuck." “I can do that “, said the AI. The AI thought for a moment. “In a dense,...

Real true story December 24th – where is Santa? The children have gone for the obligatory Christmas Eve walk along the road, looking for...

‘They are back again,’ She felt her eyes rolling as she said it, and knew her voice was exasperated and tired. ‘They’ were the...

He stepped aside to reveal a hidden hole in the pond, inside which nestled the bottom of a waterfall, falling into a pond, surrounded by...

The Jolly Old Fellow got stuck in the chimney: but it was Christmas morning, so it was all just very funny. Still, it was...

He tried to sneeze and fart and cough – but it was no use whatsoever. So what did Winnie the Pooh do when he was stuck? He resorted to...

Painting away The chimney did not (…) enjoyable No one enjoyed the experience It was deathly for all The chimney knew it would be...