Prose and Poems – Creating Everlasting Memories

Last Train?

A forsaken copy of the Racing Post brushed against his size 12 black brogue shoes as it made its way […]

My father sat there on ‘his chair’ next to the smouldering fire of ‘coal’ briquettes, his eyes fixed on the […]

Previous chapters here 4 It must have been about two o’clock in the morning when loud banging on the front […]

Chapters 1 and 2 here 3 Unfortunately, even school summer holidays must come to an end and as August drew […]

Chapter 1 here 2 I stuck the book token in my back pocket and sneaked out of the Assembly […]

It had been one of the best days that they had ever had but it was about to end in […]

I had looked forward to it all week and as the day approached I grew more and more excited. Whilst […]

Public Sector pay rises would be good for us all. The pay cap imposed upon our public sector both North […]

My tribute to lifelong Partick Thistle supporter, Harry Calderhead, sung to the tune of Kris Kristofferson’s Johnny Lobo Born […]

Claire was standing looking out of her workshop window. In one hand she held a blow torch and in the other a […]

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