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My Friend George

Let me introduce you to, George, a crocheted monkey affectionately named after Curious George owned by the Man with the Yellow Hat. I still fondly remember the episode where George made a grab for the man’s yellow hat and took a shovel to bury it by the trailer. My 17 year old granddaughter, Brianna, wasContinue reading “My Friend George”

George

The Wily Trout-Revisiting the SS Cafe and Bistro

Word was getting around of a poetry slam happening at the SS Cafe and Bistro, and never having been to one curiosity drove me to check out the place, once again. I entered the SS Cafe and Bistro expecting a cover charge, but to my surprise I was casually waved in by a bloke puffingContinue reading “The Wily Trout-Revisiting the SS Cafe and Bistro”

The Wily Trout-Fred

So, I purchased this run down bar for a reasonable price, a bit of work needed, a designers challenge, but I must say the designer rose to the challenge and I was very satisfied with the results. Now for the hiring, I figured the most important person in a bar was the bar manager, theContinue reading “The Wily Trout-Fred”

The Wily Trout

I was sussing the competition and deciding whether to go for it and buy me own pub, something I’ve always wanted to do, and hey, it’s only money, and I made a few quid in Stepney before the taxes started to bite. So, the competition, there’s The Baaamy Inn owned by Keith, looks like aContinue reading “The Wily Trout”

Ritual

In January, 1987, Roop Kanwar, 18 years of age, married 24 year old Maal Singh Shekhanat in the Sikar District in India. Eight months later Maal Singh died of gastroenteritis in a hospital in Sikar around September 3, 1987. On September 4, 1987 the villagers set fire to Maal’s funeral pyre and Roop, dressed inContinue reading “Ritual”

Why I am a Cultural Catholic

Responding to Reena’s Xplorations challenge #442, Light — What truths emerge when the weight of light is too heavy to bear? I was taught from ages 4- 11 by the Sisters of St. Joseph. At the age of 11 I was asked if I had a vocation for the priesthood, I was a book worm.My answer wasContinue reading “Why I am a Cultural Catholic”

Revenge

Revenge is best served cold, so I waited patiently, waited with expectation, waited for justice to be served, not cold, but on a boiling hot plate. There I was minding my own business, swimming in a warm lake, when suddenly a worm appeared in front of me, my mother taught me to beware of GreeksContinue reading “Revenge”

Man plans, God laughs

Parataxis Man plans, God laughs.Nurtured murderous mind, harbouring ill intent.Married for greed. Married her fortune.Opportunity.Gentle sleep. Horrific death.Stormy night. Towering cliffs.Lightning strike. Tumbling form. Foaming tide.Man proposes, God disposes. Hypotaxis They say that man plans and God laughs. From the first day of his marriage to Sybil, Roger nurtured his desire to murder her andContinue reading “Man plans, God laughs”

A Little Yarn

This is a yarn about Jack, a hunchback, deformed, toiling at his forge to turn unshapely metal chunks into serviceable horse shoes, knives, swords and any implement that the villagers desired. The villagers always approached Jack’s forge cautiously and eying his misshapen figure outlined against the raging fire would make a sign to ward offContinue reading “A Little Yarn”