• The Dean of Gibraltar

    Here’s an extract from a long standing project I’ve got on, writing a series of short stories about Gibraltar clergy – don’t ask me why but it seemed a good idea at the time!

  • In The Machine

    …as he pressed the On button, there was a loud report, the TV screen shattered and an acrid cloud exuded from the gaping hole…

  • Those Were the Days

    In 2009 some old friends and I made a nostalgic return to some old pub haunts. I played the papparazi part. We all ended up feeling old. Where did the time go?

  • How Honey Got Happy

    How Honey Got Happy

    As soon as Honey Dale woke up, Steve Taylor’s face swam into view. It was a waking nightmare. She stopped herself from screaming as memories flooded back. In spite of the occasional nightmare, Honey knew everything was so much better now.

  • Perfect Day

    As part of an exercise in characterisation, the men in my class were asked to write a piece about a woman, and the ladies were to write about a man. Examples given to us were from Alan Bennett’s “A Chip In the Sugar”. I haven’t read the book, but to my knowledge, this lady never…

  • Francisco y Cayetano Rivera Ordonez

    Francisco y Cayetano Rivera Ordonez

    I read and enjoyed for a second time, “Death and the Sun, a Matador’s Season in the Heart of Spain”. Edward Lewine embarks on an eye-opening journey around Spain, with Spain’s most adored bullfighter. Also here’s a CBS video about the brothers Ordonez.

  • I’m back…

    Some of my friends in Gibraltar noticed the site was down. I’m happy to report it’s back online again. Thanks Roy and Sylvie!

  • Untitled post 3298

    Here’s a ‘concrete poem’ I wrote. Concrete, pattern, or shape poetry is … “poetry in which the typographical arrangement of words is as important in conveying the intended effect as the conventional elements of the poem, such as meaning of words, rhythm, rhyme, and so on. Judge for yourself if I managed it!

  • Joosy

    This story was inspired by my sometime tutor’s Bichon Frise dog. It’s a dirty job but someone had to write it…

  • Hand in hand with the great Stephen King?

    Recently in my creative writing class we carried out an exercise, adding to the beginning or end of a fragment of text we’d been given by our tutor. I was excited by the start of the story and piggybacked my text on to it. Below is an extract from Stephen King’s “Night Shift”…