Beach Green bungalow – some of my earliest memories
The bungalow at Beach Green in Shoreham-by-Sea was the third place I lived, but the first place I have clear memories of.
Articulations: Examples of my creative writing: aphorisms, poems, short stories, humour (“humour”), (auto)biography, translations and more. Read Articulating myself for more details or scroll down.
The bungalow at Beach Green in Shoreham-by-Sea was the third place I lived, but the first place I have clear memories of.
What the partridge in the pear tree dreams. The retold tale of Perdix, murdered by Daedalos but saved by Athena – and what she dreams.
Debbie Jimack is the same Debbie Warwick of an earlier blog post, my grandmother. That earlier post lead discovery of more family history.
The Ballet of Absurdist Nonsense – possibly Le Ballet du Balivernes Absurde – flash fiction written for prompt #17 of the FlashNano 2020 challenge
Monkey trauma – when I was six and we lived in Ghana a monkey stole my sweets – and it seems I’m still angry about it!
The scar tissue on my body is a portable anthology of stories of damage and recovery, but the scars are fading now, or becoming camoflaged.
September the Diva was the first poem of mine to be accepted for publication since my student days. It won a prize too!
Deborah Warwick – Debbie – my grandmother shared a birthday with me on 30th July. I think of her every year on this date. I still miss her.
Flying to Accra. This post continues my account of our my trip with Mrs SC to Ghana for my 60th birthday, This week’s post is about getting there.
The short summer night, a translation of Norwegian Aslaug L Lygre’s poem Vi skal ikkje sova bort sumarnatta, and a bit of context.