…more than forty years ago, this ol’ Jurassic was pitched out of Bonnie Scotland to go peddle his banking wares in London’s Lombard Street… smack bang in the middle of
…more than forty years ago, this ol’ Jurassic was pitched out of Bonnie Scotland to go peddle his banking wares in London’s Lombard Street… smack bang in the middle of
“You’ll never make it! Go wash fast!” he exclaimed. The men in the room are starting to rustle and I’m understanding the slight sense of urgency in the wide-eyed man
Mr.Flentstroikem (Mr.Flent as we shall call him now) was on yet another one of his mad, unending rampages. He entered his lab, licked his lips, and ate an entire box
I have seen a lot of changes during the few years that I have been here. But I have to say, when it comes to certain issues nothing seems to
…over the last wee while, I’ve noticed several Author ‘Facebookies’ complaining to the WURLD at large that, basically, nob’dy LUVS them… the sum’times paralysing constant checking of the Amazon Kindle
“Higher!” Maddy squealed as I pushed her in her favourite light green park swing. “Hold on tight!” I ordered cheerfully, thankful to be taking in the last of the warm
Many years ago a man called Abu Ras was the guardian of a souk. He was very gruesome and people were scared of him. He had a big head, a
As a hospital worker, I see my fair share of weird stuff and I get a front row seat to all the insanity. For medical staff, this is “business as
In the span of two years I’ve written for TEMPO, I have come to read many novels—some enlightening, some not so much. Khaled Hosseini’s latest, “And the Mountains Echoed” is,