Writing lies within me
I am a writer, So nobodys brighter, I wouldn’t deceive thee, Why won’t you believe me? What’s that you say? I write stories all day And don’t know the truth from a lie. Well, that […]
I am a writer, So nobodys brighter, I wouldn’t deceive thee, Why won’t you believe me? What’s that you say? I write stories all day And don’t know the truth from a lie. Well, that […]
Experience has taught me that thoughts can be transferred from one person to another by some sort of brain wave activity, especially in times of high emotion. As a production official I have many times […]
Thinking about trees
I ‘ve been asked where stories come from and I give several logical replies; they come from history, Sir Walter Scott’s Tales of a Grandfather is full of story lines and even plots; they come […]
The origins of Arthur’s round table
Trees really communicate.
I’ve posted another short story about a couple being kept apart by family neds and prejudice. It’s a theme I find compelling as so many of my age group had to move to find work […]
I’ve had my second jab and, like the first it has engendered tiredness and a falling in my powers of concentration. The most recent incidence being walking out of the supermarket without paying. Fortunately, before […]
The Bank of England was fifty one years old, not yet retiral age, when it was almost destroyed by the Scots. In 1745 the Scottish Highlanders under Bonnie Prince Charlie invaded England, got as far […]
The Show Might Go On is on its way to Birlinn for their consideration, or if you prefer, I have invited a publisher to print my book. While they are thinking it over, I’m taking […]