The Stickler
Stickler gets Bopped 'He hit me.' Trembling lips and misty eyes bestow the hurt bloodhound look, complete with agonized droopy face. So, what's a grandad to do? I share a hug. deliver…
Stickler gets Bopped 'He hit me.' Trembling lips and misty eyes bestow the hurt bloodhound look, complete with agonized droopy face. So, what's a grandad to do? I share a hug. deliver…
A Dragon Cried — a meeting of souls … there’s nothing worse than seeing a dragon cry Connection A few years ago I became involved, as resident author and a judge, with the…
Yes, 4 Weeks Today You can't start the next chapter if you keep re-reading the last one … We're moving to the East Neuk of Fife. It is full of history…
Behind the wheel a hasty mist descends and their brains dissolve.
Human Beans, a joyous repast Part of the secret of success in life is to eat what you like and let the food fight it out inside.” Mark Twain Beans,…
Her girdle gripped fast like a British bulldog, preserving her modesty while permitting a glimmer of unexpected red silk knickers …
Bloody Scotland No, its not swearing, it's an event. It's a festival of crime writing. The Names of the Dead A pal of mine, Mark Leggatt, is doing his stuff…
Apology or Grovel? … sorry seems to be the hardest word … When a big side-tracking situation came along, and my blog output quieted, I decided I should apologise to my (three ……
"Dragon Tears will be my pen name as there's nothing worse than seeing a dragon cry." Dragon Tears Your Shell xxx is a poem by Dragon Tears, a survivor of…
Bubble? What Bubble? The Westminster Bubble of course. You know, the place where the UK politicians who aspire to ‘serve’ us expend phenomenal energy and effort on our behalf. We elect…