RIPPERS AND STRIPPERS Christmas, that wonderous and magical time for the giving and, (you hope), the receiving of […]
Category Archive: writing
Once upon a Christmas time, there lived a small boy, who wished it could be Christmas everyday, and […]
12th November Incoherent ramblings on those Christians with a Christian name and cabbages and the best time spread manure […]
It is the hundredth year of war. Even though the war has been over for a hundred years […]
« Today we are celebrating the 100th anniversary of the end of the First World War » – the words […]
I love a good elephant joke, though considering the current plight of the poor pachyderm very soon there […]
Early Saturday Evening In a red brick North London street Endless drab grey rooftops, Tall clay chimney pots. […]
Continuing in the series of Autumn scribblings – November – a poem on crossing a bleak land of […]
It is a curiously British affair – Bonfire night. This weekend al over the UK, failies will be […]
Autumn or Fall – the world turns a delicious hue of red and gold, the first hint of […]
Chez Nick 