Being Dark In West HampsteadBeing Dark In West HampsteadOneIts dark in West Hampstead with fog and feelings washing over the chimneys. A street, a house, a boy in bed, alone amongst the stars his friends, thoughtful wondering what tomorrow means; then an inkling, a feeling of not-quite-right, a fast fearful look in the corner, then, the sheets pulled up whilst looking in that corner, where the stars didnt reach, where anything might be, and now was Tall, dark and as real as death, the figure moved the merest fraction, an understatement of power, flexibility, just enough to show that power, and a perfect command of self. His e
The Theif1:I wished to do something not allowed. I wished to taste something I didn't know. I wanted something free of any charge. I wasn't allowed to be myself. I wasn't in any family. I paid for my existence as a child with tricks and being good and being clever on cue and being handsome in clothes that felt uncomfortable and saying thank you for things I didn't want. I wasn't allowed to be aloud, I was only a child and knew nothing unless it was approved by an adult, another I who was supposed to be wiser.2:I quietly assessed the situation, no-one saw me looking, no-one saw me lurking, no-one saw the fear in my eyes, no-one coul
Hijaka's Card GameThe Story Of Emperor Hijakas Card GameThe following is dedicated to the memory of my grandfather who travelled widely in his capacity as a travel, arts and culture freelance writer at the end of the 19th and the beginning of the 20th centuries. His particular favourite was the Far East where he would return as often as he could, especially Japan. He loved exploring the obscure and out of the way places that most of us have only dreamt of visiting. On the rare occasions when he was in England he would visit us and like he used to do with his children, would regale us with the first telling of those amazing stories he was famous for. We