Apocalypse

Depending on who you talk to, the Apocalypse is either the end of everything or the end of life as we know it. Me, I never imagined that when it finally happened, it would be like watching paint dry … Regardless of whether we are in THE Apocalypse, certainly by definition we are in ANContinue reading “Apocalypse”

High Altar

A LONG long time ago in a far off town, some friends and I were invited to a swanky party at an abandoned Victorian monastery that had been converted into a corporate events venue. Rumour had it that back in the day the monks used to run their own moonshine. II ON FINDING ourselves aContinue reading “High Altar”

Who needs drugs?

Let’s go on a day trip. To the country?’ No, not exactly. We just nip to the place where the very walls vibrate their way from being oh-so-matter-of-factly Georgian and into a realm of bristling auras and dizzy spells and sages who know there’s a very fine line between heaven and hell. . The BeastContinue reading “Who needs drugs?”

The Cairnpapple Mystery

Take me to Cairnpapple, where the stars knowingly wink and the sky drops little hints of more universal love than it knows with what to do, where spy satellites blink – in disbelief perhaps of what they know is true. . I hear the earth moves at Cairnpapple, trembling to her very core. Some primalContinue reading “The Cairnpapple Mystery”

Brothers in Arms

TO THE strains of Dire Straits, I am surrounded by battle in its last throes, a sea of mud everywhere. These fields of destruction, baptisms of fire, I’ve witnessed your suffering, every man has to die … But not just yet. A trapped horseman is pulled from between his fallen mount and the mire. Am I theContinue reading “Brothers in Arms”

View from a Clifftop

WHEN I reeased the first instalment of my memoir three weeks ago, I was already in a quandary. I had two selling points (USPs): one the story itself, the other the identity of my master catalyst. The latter was always going to be the bigger draw in the longer term but I was wedded toContinue reading “View from a Clifftop”

Me and my Shadow

ONE OF the most challenging foes the archetypal Hero will ever have to face in his/her journey is the Shadow, the ‘dark’ or hidden side of the personality. Stored in the subconscious, it is instinctive and irrational and it is this aspect of ourselves that is at play when we snap or pass judgement. WhatContinue reading “Me and my Shadow”

Heroes wanted – apply within

WE PUT them on pedestals then pull them down when we realise they weren’t what they were cracked up to be. We are in such awe that whole ecosystems were wiped out in Australia, in part because a handful of ‘nobodies’ wanted to be Somebodies, and valour theft is rife in the UK because ofContinue reading “Heroes wanted – apply within”

Brothers in Arms

TO THE strains of Dire Straits, I am surrounded by battle in its last throes, a sea of mud everywhere. These fields of destruction, baptisms of fire, I’ve witnessed your suffering, every man has to die … But not just yet. A trapped horseman is pulled from between his fallen mount and the mire. Am I theContinue reading “Brothers in Arms”

Natividad

IT IS 1961. Tensions between Cuba and America are at an all time high and an Englishman and his heavily pregnant Cuban fiancée flee New York for their lives. The Cubans just want the baby. The Feds just want the Englishman. Who knows what the CIA want … I’ve written this ‘modernisation’ of the NativityContinue reading “Natividad”