To dance beneath the diamond sky
All I’ve ever wished for is to dance beneath the diamond sky. Continue reading
All I’ve ever wished for is to dance beneath the diamond sky. Continue reading
Culture shock goes both ways. Continue reading
Score one point for each thing you’ve done that most other people have not done. Continue reading
I was 15 when all the kids in my neighbourhood snuck into Marten’s Grove to go skinny dipping. It was the first time I had ever seen so many girls my own age in the nude. Continue reading
What would life have been like if Ken and Bill had headed down to those desolate islands? Continue reading
The Ragged Clown finds his home at last. Continue reading
It’s over a hundred years since World War One. Everyone involved is dead. Continue reading
Every blog comes to an end eventually and all too many end with a boring, uninspiring post that lingers at the top of the blogger’s home page for evermore like a turd that refuses to be flushed away. I’m sorry … Continue reading
I’m reading All Quiet on the Western Front and just got to the bit where Paul arrives home after a long time away at the front and suddenly, in my reverie, I was Paul, coming home from my first few … Continue reading
Mr Gooden was terrifying and a tyrant and he altered the course of my life more than anyone else. Continue reading