This is the third part in Deborah Sanderson’s story. Part 1 The Seed of Light and Dan McPhail. Part 2 In the spring of another Now. It had all come full circle, what a curious day! Then onto the quayside capstan, the sun blazed away. The heavens were saturated with eternity blue skies, like the […]
Is it just me or does the shit seem to flow one way? Holy Thursday into Black Friday And who’ll clear out the gutters in your 2.3 million pound terraced house in Peckham Rye? You know, when push comes to shove. Maundy Monday and someone let a fart go on the cattle-train transporting us from […]
The Battles Go On. Mary Barbour’s Army – A Dialogue My army they said, ‘Mary Barbour’s army.’ It’s no ma army, but, oor army. Ah called, you answered. We fought the peaceful fight shoulder to shoulder, on the side of justice. We have done oorsel’s proud. Those architects of fear and bullying are men born […]
