Lockdown writings 2: Frequent poster

This is the second of two short fiction pieces I wrote during the first lockdown in the UK. The current restrictions reminded me about them so I am posting them now. The common theme is isolation. 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 40..6, 40……7…… 48, 49, fiffffty. I used to be chubby. Yeah I know right? … Continue reading Lockdown writings 2: Frequent poster →

This is not a history

This is not a history, or a series of reminisces. I wasn’t there. I couldn’t possibly tell you how it started, or how it grew and came to be what you can find today. At least though, I can say what you would find today, if you went, if you go while there is still … Continue reading This is not a history →

Diversity

Colourful synthetics, dark bloody skin; rowdy exuberance, polite applause; going solo, doing it with brothers in arms; avoiding death or leaning closer to it. I’m aproachimg halfway on my expedition/holiday across the continents, looking for and at sports in all their guises. I’ve just left the sunny climes of Spain behind, and am enjoying the … Continue reading Diversity →