FRESH FLESH & CHILLED CHABLIS

FRESH FLESH & CHILLED CHABLIS Berlin, oh my Berlinin those years between two warsyou were coarse, of course, you knew ita reprobate behind closed doors decadence’s dream unfetteredyour nightclubs lewd and crudeWeimar culture babes ‘a dancing’most times in the naughty naked nude transvestites, candelabra’ssmall dark venues, dimly litcabaret within a smoky hazesuch a perfect fit The … More FRESH FLESH & CHILLED CHABLIS

THE ELASTIC SNAPPED

WARNING: This book may contain traces of nuts (not of the edible kind) and may also cause drowsiness amongst those unfamiliar with the English language. Bibliophobia sufferers may experience severe panic attacks.  Additionally, it is strongly recommended that you do not drive whilst reading. INGREDIENTS: Lunacy, stupidity, silliness, idiocy, absurdity, aberration, eccentricity and fragments of … More THE ELASTIC SNAPPED

JONNY CATAPULT – THE PLUMBER THE ROMANTIC NOVELISTS ALL TRUST

SHEHANNE MOORE’S CENTRAL HEATING PUMP “Well Shehanne, luv…or may I call you Shey…I can? Nice one. Thanks for the cuppa.  I must say strong tea, when combined with a generous slice of your very own homemade Dundee Cake provides a real treat for the taste buds, although inevitably the cake doesn’t dunk like what my … More JONNY CATAPULT – THE PLUMBER THE ROMANTIC NOVELISTS ALL TRUST

BLASÉ INDIFFERENCE

here I have no tag of stereotype here I am unique, here I am locked-in here, within the lemon sandstone walls of a timeworn, breathless Moorish fortification I live a little, dream a lot, suffer, eat, wash and shit He was looking out through the barred window, elbows upon sill, crossed fingers supporting his chin, … More BLASÉ INDIFFERENCE

KNITTING CLOUDS IN A HEAVENLY PLACE

  Renata preferred apricots, blintzes, caviar, a little vodka at times, over ailing nightmares she hated avid weevil’s in porridge, harvest after harvest that bore so little food preferred the Fabergé romance of ‘St Petersburg’ over ho hum ‘Petrograd’  a knight in shining armour kiss above being wrestled to a Bolshevik’s floor Julian calendar’s October … More KNITTING CLOUDS IN A HEAVENLY PLACE

SUNSHINE SUPERMAN

Once, so very long ago, or perhaps it was just yesterday, twixt my times with one immaculate cleavage blessed angel and her inevitable lookalike, I had a part time lover of words. Sadly, I cannot remember her name from Adam.  All I can remember are two things she told me as we lay between satin … More SUNSHINE SUPERMAN