My father did not fight against Hitler in WW2 and win medals for bravery so that British white people in 2015 could tap away at keyboards calling for all Muslims and, indeed, all people of non-white skin and foreigners to be forced into concentration camps, killed or deported (to where, they don’t say – their … Read moreNo war was ever concluded by a bomb or bullet
I sometimes decide that enough is enough. No more cats (I have three) sleeping on my bed at night – nor during the day, for that matter. I was fed up with putting my bed linens in the washing machine every week, and pulling not just clean laundry out of the machine when done, but … Read moreCats always win in the end
I have a hole where faith should be. The ruthlessness of God, it leaves me cold and unimpressed. I tick on empty. In the darkness I still say my prayers. Angels may hear, act in love as agents. I hedge my bets for the blameless, friends and family. The beauty I see. My ears are … Read morePoem // If God
Tracking your exercise, food and drink intake using an app with the aim of losing or maintaining weight is a good idea (I’m using Lifesum on my iPhone) but it presents you with one stark fact when you eat a cookie and learn it’s taken you way over your daily calorific intake. Namely, if you … Read moreSupermarkets: here to help us not look after ourselves
Whenever you walk into a high street coffee shop these days, you’re bound to see them: those men and women, usually on the more active side of fifty going down all the way to the early twenties, hunched over laptops; or, less frequently, attempting to type at speed on tablets, be they Android or iOS … Read moreThat guy in the coffee shop? Not posing – working! Honest!
The vet was impressive. She clearly knew her stuff about chickens, having not only many letters after her name but also being an author of books about them as well. I was at a meeting of my local poultry club, where she was giving a presentation about keeping your chickens healthy. I’d already written my … Read moreTales of the Bird Man: The ‘No Hope’ Vet
Roxy was my first-ever disabled chick. They can hatch in a worse state than she did. In fact, you couldn’t tell anything was wrong with her at all, not at first, not for several weeks. But, eventually, I noticed there was this one chick, gender still unknown, that was looking obviously smaller than his or … Read moreTales of the Bird Man: Aloysius
The first thing I remember well is staring up at the sky, although I didn’t know then that it was called sky. It was very blue. There were these big, white, fluffy things moving slowly across it. I later found out these were called clouds. I could hear all my sisters and brothers, making noises … Read moreTales of the Bird Man: An epileptic chick sees sky