Writing, after the rains came

My Saturday afternoons are usually spent ironing, working and pretending not to, and following the football on Twitter, usually accompanied ...

Chapter 1 RMS Majestic arrived in the Solent on the 10th April 1922, exactly ten years to the day since Titanic made the same cumbersom...

Words hewn from the rocks of Purbeck Thoughts mined Panned from the silt, or puzzled out Joined end to end and piece by piece Appeari...

The earth here is ripped torn and split and the water pools in its wounds like blood so flood-ravaged and washed out that walking the p...

You ask me where I come from And I tell you this. A place but not one place Roots that exist, but struggle to grip the sand That lined ...

This novel tells the story of Matt, a teenage schizophrenic, living with the guilt over his part in the death of his younger brother.  It i...

Reed Bunting I walk the causeway that bisects the hollowed bowl so long a crater now pitted scar turned wetland. Before me the cas...