My Eulogy

Take me to a vast and open field and with my last elegy being read, release my ashes as you set me free, free in death, to run with the wind.  No, tears you will not cry - at least not tears of death; but cry for me tears of birth.  Like a new born …

The Insta Singer

I Googled myself today. All that stuff of me singing came up.  I listened to it, cringing with each sung note.  I have that moment where I realise that I am a no singer, not at all.   You know, I really didn't want to sing, I did it for you.  No, you didn't know that …

The Long Goodbye

Unable to hold back my tears, as I packed a suitcase. 'Why are you leaving? This just makes no fucking sense!' You are yelling, taking things out of the suitcase, as I put them in. I have to admit, it made no sense. None whatsoever. I am in love with you. There is no doubt …

Painted Nails

Today, was painting my nails day. I found that it helped me remember you.

The Marriage Certificate

'Fuck off and don’t come back!’ I think that’s what she shouted.  Or is it 'don’t come back and fuck off’?  Whichever it was, she bellows it each morning. At lunchtime, always at 1pm precisely, she stands in front of my window, crazed, and yapping some undecipherable rubbish.  Today, and for the past couple months, …

The Barrister

You get used to losing.  It helps you appreciate winning a lot more

Work in Progress

We are all works in progress