Ian Broudie – Pure — I was 15 years old when The Lightning Seeds released Pure in 1989. The version I […]
The assertion that ‘no-one ever does wrong knowingly’ (and several variations thereof) is attributed to the historical […]
I filled in the form It wasn’t as hard as I thought It might be. Not as. Not […]
No space in time No time to think Thoughts home to me Back from the brink. No […]
Waiting… …for a diagnosis. It is frustrating in the extreme. …for a phone call, an email, […]
Poetry is the perfect thought- Vessel For writers And readers With attention spans of gnats.