'I’m trying to help YOU!’ Exasperated, my voice rises. ‘I need your name, address and phone number before I can log your issue.’ ‘For...

Again Agaia Again Don’t Do’t I Death to sticks I won’t have it any other way Paralyse Powerlines Just because they sound the same doesn’t...

Lost. Desolate. Uneasy. That’s how our hero suddenly felt in this strange land. She sure didn’t expect to end up HERE when having to...

Power lines provide... well... Power... To the people Not in any political sense of course... Though... that may well be a matter of...

THE most tangled mess of power lines I’ve ever seen was in Kathmandu. Now if any place has the ‘right’ to have mixed wires, it’d be...

I thought it was geophysics that drew me to her. Nothing to do with volition. Asphalt ley lines through the concrete jungle, inexorable. Power lines through the earth, sparking, dangerous. There I was one day and Zap, I’m toast. Earth, water, electricity. What I didn’t know was that she’d been 'dowsing' - that’s what I’m renaming stalking. Dowsing for attention. How could I know that the serendipitous coincidence of interests was months in the planning? I should have been mor

‘No, no that’s not how it works’ flustered Polamo Nopendero, his cheeks reddening and jowls wobbling. ‘I said it is MY decision who gets to eat the cupcakes first.’ His chubby fist with sausage fingers slammed onto the tea table making all the cups, plates, and saucers bounce in unison, like mad Irish dancer in an Irish jog.   ‘But Polly,’ said his stork-like partner ‘the cup cakes are for everyone, it doesn’t matter who gives them out.’   ‘But I wanted the one with the big c

The cattle station was filled with angry stockmen. It had been six weeks with no power and those that lived there were getting bored,...