They say that it’s the hope that kills you… And on a warm summers night in Germany, where it was a case of waiting for someone to deliver the killer blow (to avoid a mass shootout at all costs), hope was the strategy that we were clinging on to with our lives. But can hope... Continue Reading →
I’ve recently been picturing myself wearing nothing more than a pair of Speedos and a smile… I know. I paint quite a picture don’t I? But if you can pull your minds out of the gutter for just a couple of minutes, I’ll explain why depictions evocative of Michelangelo’s ‘David’ have recently come to the... Continue Reading →
‘But Pink is a manly colour!’ she protested, the frustration and sheer exasperation starting to show, as the debate raged on. The battle lines had been drawn... It was the very early 1990’s, and I was around 8 years old. And the subject of this heated exchange? A pink coat. More specifically, MY pink coat.... Continue Reading →
The Gin Shelf 
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