Based on an article I read in ‘Sunday life’ – original story appeared in The Telegraph U.K. I’d been living in Los Angeles since I was seven years old my daddy was a truck driver mama worked the county court when I was 11 they divorced and I started doing some bad things Pretty soon [...]

From the distance it grew like a cat being put in a bath, a long screeching high pitched meeow which turned into a siren. In the reflected world of the rear view mirror his eye was caught by the pulsing lights traveling down the wrong side of the road. As much as possible he pulled [...]

April 11 A rolly poly man who’s had a thousand beers for breakfast wears a cardigan and curly hair strikes me as being the sort of guy who would be tinkering fastidiously of an evening with a model railway set getting the tracks right White Dog, a ball of fluff tumbling along the street eager, [...]

They seem so communal, do you ever see just one? No, there’s usually a couple at least if not more, bobbing about against the tar or the asphalt or sitting on a fence, chattering about the days events. That high pitched chirp that’s thrown from the back of the throat sometimes as a warning, sometimes [...]

From a distance it could be a yellow monopoly house, small and undefined but get closer and the scale grows it into a two story monster, as if you’re approaching a monolith in a desert. Up close you can see how it’s all been built of bricks, yellow bricks of hay and straw. To a [...]

When he used to reach his limit he would turn to his mother and leak the expression “mum, I’m bored”. “Bored” she’d say, “Bored, I’ll give you something to do”. She then dealt out a blanket of tasks that he could be doing ‘right now’, from the washing up to peeling potatoes to gouging out [...]

It seems to be a fortress in the distance, a mythical palace like Arthur and the Knights in Camelot. Tall walls of rough hewn granite reflected in razor sharp suits worn to briefings and meetings in secretive board rooms. Clever conversations littered with corporate speak impresses other members of the meeting with Rembrandt representations in [...]

Down at the bakery, they’re always asking me as they piece together a slice of ham and a sliver of cucumber “sul, pepper, may’naise” no, that’s not a spelling mistake but the way the say it down at the Mihn Trahn They’re exceedingly eager to deliver their question looking up with those puppy dog eyes, [...]

So, is it now an obligation to follow a set of rituals? The red roses, the box of chocolate, all that stuff – where is the real romance I wonder? Is there as much excitement in unwrapping the cellophane from a box of chocolates as there is in the hot flushed kiss of your ‘true’ [...]

It started out quite innocent, just a trip down to the supermarket to buy an ice cream, specifically an Eskimo pie -a rectangular brick of Ice cream coated in chocolate – you can’t just buy one though, they come in a pack of six. You take home the polar blue packet and chisel out a [...]