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”
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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”
Regeneration
Responding to Reena’s Xploration challenge #440, based on above image. Elon Musk stared out of the window of his 500th floor office watching the Tesla supply drones drift by. Each drone targeted to deliver the daily requirements for healthy living to the population of an over crowded planet. It was the year 2273, exactly 243Continue reading “Regeneration”
The Feast of All Saints
Weary and hung over with sacramental wine, I was in communion with friends celebrating my birthday, and not expecting “pinch, punch, the first day of the month“ as I entered the kitchen for a glass of water. Susie, my sister, didn’t hold back giving me a nasty pinch and a resounding thump, followed by, “Continue reading “The Feast of All Saints”
