Photo by Caleb Woods on Unsplash Thievery will out Guilt gnawed at me. Not only had I been the one who’d stolen the money but I let Jeff take the fall for it. Saturday One Saturday night, I attended a house party with … Continue reading
Or, my two favourite late-night delights As a young child, my bedtime was 8:00 p.m. Many kids today may balk at that early hour but I had no problem going to bed at that time. I actually liked it. But … Continue reading
A poem about the grief Facebook aroused The photo stops me scrolling. My breath catches in my chest. The tears well in my eyes. You were a sleeping babe in the arms of my mother. Warm, safe, content. Omama looks … Continue reading
Playing in East City, Peterborough 1970s style Winter Eating warmed honeybuns at East City Coffee Shop Getting the wind knocked out of me tobogganing on Armour’s Hill Spring Taking in a late-night baseball game at East City Bowl … Continue reading