Who Should I Vote For ? Or should I go on holiday ?

A Tourist’s Guide to the coming UK election by Paul Gallagher   Yes, there’s yet another election.  So many in so few years proves that the UK is the most democratic country in the world, and as every English child is taught was the birthplace of democracy. 1 What a difficult choice we have!  So many parties and so many policies to consider. Such different … Continue reading Who Should I Vote For ? Or should I go on holiday ?

Version Of An Icelandic Tale – Part VI Of Pictures Of The Lost

  Now let’s recount a sailor’s tale, Of a village girl who made her way to town to come to sit with mayor and crown, she went to the best balls, swam in a diamond sea of hopes. She was happy to be free, or so she thought, and so she was momentarily, Many times, till one night she swam with a dolphin in the … Continue reading Version Of An Icelandic Tale – Part VI Of Pictures Of The Lost

Paul Nash – Beyond Reason?

The Tate is currently hosting a Paul Nash exhibition.  It is a strange affair. Though maybe it has a lot to say about our post-factual, post truth world.  If you can see, how do you show the truth? Paul Nash was a painter, he was a soldier in the first world war, and was  invalided  out and  then became an official world war artist.  He … Continue reading Paul Nash – Beyond Reason?

A Boxful of Ideas reviewed by Paul Gallagher

A Boxful of Ideas reviewed by Paul Gallagher   Asked to review an anthology of writing,  you might have noticed a hesitancy in my voice as I accepted with enthusiasm. I could not easily refuse a friend, yet the history of reading  mediocre writing was catching in my throat.  Would it be like that? The answer I can affirm is no. I have enjoyed reading … Continue reading A Boxful of Ideas reviewed by Paul Gallagher

The Train Departing From Platform Sixteen

The Train Departing From Platform Sixteen

Rush hour and the station was crowded. Hundreds of people watched the departure board intently for their platform number. Nothing showed. Suddenly, there was a surge forward as everyone attempted to get through the same ticket gates, jostling with suppressed annoyance. The train was leaving in one minute from the far end of platform sixteen. Fast moving old ladies shuffled at quite some shuddering pace … Continue reading The Train Departing From Platform Sixteen

The Old House

The Old House

  The nasturtiums have taken over the garden. The house walls are choking with ivy, Stripped, striated, in need of painting. For new owners, the boards go up. Unneeded objects, left behind,  are thrown away. Outside, as I pass by, the garden is the same, Where we lived laughing and drinking, The end of our lives until you died. And I realize, I still live … Continue reading The Old House