Her dark veil, a time-honoured symbol of secret sin, and regardless, her private affair, as was the flaxen-haired girl’s forbidding, yet disguised scowling disposition. In one hand a cute little pink tablet that, when devoured…to be taken along with a strongly recommended swig of any and all sugary thirst-quenching beverages…ends life in an instant; in … More UNINVITED MELANCHOLY
I’ve mentioned bonkers but lovely Rosie, the now 7 month old, ever bouncing puppy in this blog previously. What I hadn’t been aware of was her consummate piano skills…a virtuoso if there ever was one…until she’d paid a visit to my musician son’s…George by name…domain. Herewith, a video revealing Miss Rosie tickling the ivories, an … More MISS ROSIE, THE VIRTUOSO
I’ve been out of the WP writing game of late trading my pen for what felt like a doctor’s stove poker…if, indeed, doctors carry such things. Thankfully, all is well. If I have a humorous memory of my necessary starvation prior to, or indeed when visiting the hospital, it is that of the delightful young … More THE OLD FOOL
Not once in the whole of this old fool’s 114+ years on this planet have I narrated anything, yet as of now I’ve done just that very thing curtesy of my son…who put the entire thing together and who insisted I ‘give it a go’. ‘Give it a go’ he says? I’ve done my level best … More ‘IN THE BEGINNING…’
Come one of her sporadic visitations, Mère Serendipity shares in abundance all that is fortuitous, especially so toward the underprivileged. Mind you, you have to have fate on your side as her charitable stopovers are few and far between. Such was the good fortune of blind Charly and silent Trixibelle. You see, in the beginning … More BLIND CHARLY & SILENT TRIXIBELLE
The sheer edge of the disintegrating cliff that the ocean’s hectic waves, long since, had tired of would be a classic venue, or as an alternative exit from this lonely globe perhaps, albeit self-effacing, lost to this world while in deepest terminal slumber. Maybe a sneaky poisoned leg of roast spiced duck with plums? Even … More THE GIANT CHOCOLATE COIN
As I understand it, Ms Mayday is more than a tad chuffed that my son George gifted this video he’d produced covering the story of her life, as well as suppling his backing music, a wonderful…and in so many ways pertinent to her unique tale…piece he’d composed entitled ‘The Forgotten Daughter of Zeus’. I meant … More Ms MAYDAY’S OVERLOOKED VIDEO
What with a bucket of research prior to penning this new book, along with the night and day process of writing it, it really has been a long time coming yet, at last, a rather lovely ‘Mayday’ finally gets to see the light of day. In that regard, the infamous ‘blurb’ provides a…hopefully…worthy hint of … More ‘MAYDAY’
“Well you know what they say Lenny boy, ‘There’s no such thing as a silent plumbing system,’ yet yours was banging away like a Soho brothel on a Saturday night if I may say so. I’m surprised you could get any bo-peep. Still, it’s all sorted now I’ve installed a handy anti-siphon trap.” “Yeah I … More JONNY CATAPAULT – THE PLUMBER THE ARTISTS ALL TRUST & LEONARDO DA VINCI’S BANGING WATER PIPES
She now plants landmines where she once stationed azaleas but then spring is long past now, high sun skirmishes beseech to ignite the bonfires of autumn worse still, Jack Frost stirs rubbing his eyes, yawning rousing himself once more mischief, as ever his vexing wheeze Whatsoever that was then when the ball was still in … More A CLOAK OF TREASURES
- MIKE STEEDEN - 