It’s dusk, and all I can see is tattered, shredded dark clouds against the last dusty orange-pink of a sky paling into purple blackness, with

“Wolfy, wolfy what’s the time?” You all know the answer, don’t you? “Dinner time!” It is (besides in playground games) probably the oldest time-mark outside
Has been written down… somewhere (as the Peter Sarstedt song said.). I set out to write original stories. To break new ground. I got smartarse
I have managed to get the paperback of Cloud-Castles up (the text is a link on which I get a few pennies of commission. I
Reality is billions bits of apparent junk-data, much of which has little demonstrable impact on anything else. Maybe to God it all makes sense, fits
2021… “Phew. That’s gone. The worst year of my adult life and I’ve had a doozy or two.” 2022… “Hold my beer.” I’m determined to