The Witness

Lord I swear I ain’t never seen nothing like I saw this afternoon. I’ve lived in this neighbourhood for thirty years and nothing like it has ever happened before. I am now a prime witness in a child abuse scandal that quite frankly has taken me by surprise, which is surprising in itself considering the…


WELCOME TO GUN TOTING USA

It was a hot July day in Fort Wayne, Indiana, when 22 year old John P Taylor went on a shooting spree inside his sister’s home where he lived.  Using a semi-automatic rifle, he gunned down his brother, his sister’s fiancé and two family friends.  All four people died.  If you’re going to kill people,…


Selfish to the bone

I’m standing in a bar and staring down into my drink, reflecting on my life and wondering what I can do to fix things that are wrong. My wife and I are constantly arguing. Sometimes the arguing gets out of hand. Things get thrown around. Plates have hit the wall. I got a fork embedded…


YOU DO SEE LIFE IN SOHO

The two young men stared out of the open window, down onto the street below. They were on the first floor of a three-storey building in Gerard Street, Soho. The building had a basement. The basement had been converted to a quality recording studio, complete with luxurious carpets and a gleaming Steinway grand piano. On…


2 PINTS OF LAGER AND A PACKET OF CRISPS PLEASE

It was 7:30 PM when I stepped out of my house, turned right at the bottom of the garden and walked down Herbert Terrace and onto Herbert Road. The late June sun was still shining and it was warm. I was heading towards Sandy Hill, which would take me down to Woolwich. Approaching the Lord…


SEVEN WORDS THAT CHANGED MY LIFE

Ten weeks after breaking my neck I was lying in a hospital bed — paralysed from the shoulders down — propped up on pillows and trying to write. My legs were dead and my arms had limited movement. I could no longer wiggle my fingers. My hands were useless, so I threaded a fibre-tipped pen…


The Lusty Lovers

THE LOVERS “Get this up your fucking snatch,” — flashes his huge cock, hand gripping the shaft and waggling it from side to side. It was a whopper. At least nine inches and thick. “Tasty, ain’t it Darling…?” “Oh Mickey, I love it,” his girlfriend said, licking her lips. She lay back on the settee,…


The Argument

“WHAT THE FUCK’R YOU TALKING ABOUT!” “THAT SLAG DOWN THE FUCKING ROAD!” “SHE’S NOT A SLAG … SHE’S SOPHISTICATED, NOT LIKE YOU, YA BITCH!” “SOPHISTICATED … IS THAT WHAT YOU CALL HER?! SHE’S NOTHING MORE THAN A TRUMPED UP HUSBAND THIEF!” “YEA … WELL … AT LEAST SHE DON’T GO WHORING IT ALL OVER THE…


QUE SERA, SERA, WHATEVER WILL BE WILL BE

I’m sick of this life, being pushed around at work, squeezed like a lemon by the government, the banks charging whatever they like for doing practically nothing, the Bank of England interest rate at a ridiculously low level and stock markets crashing all over the world. Tell me one banker that’s been jailed for incompetence…


THE GESTAPO-ESQUE AUTHORITARIANISM OF THE UNIT MANAGER

I watch the sun rising through a distant mist as I gaze through the panoramic windows of St Patrick’s Ward here in the Spinal Unit of Stoke Mandeville Hospital. It is 7:45 AM. The night staff have just left. The day staff are now on duty. I’m laying on my left side, leaning on my…