I had thought I was a little strange being so interested in doors. I often take pictures of them when I am visiting a new town. They are largely neglected in the modern era, I think. Historically doors have been a building's bling and quite right too. I am apparently not alone in this nuttiness… Continue reading Doors…an odd obsession!
A few people have queried some of the technology that is, and is not, present in my vision of a post-apocalyptic world. The commonest queries are about phones... no one seems to believe that the mobile phone (cell phone for our friends across the pond) would cease to exist! Many people of course can't imagine… Continue reading After The Deluge… Part 10: Telephones
Modern houses are made, for the most part, of brick and concrete blocks. Topped with tiled roofs. At least in the UK. There is a lot of labour in making the bricks but a major reason that they were, historically, expensive was the cost of fuel. Where timber is used as the fuel there is… Continue reading After The Deluge… Part 9: Houses
An odd subject I know but.one that has an odd fascination for me: fish traps. These labour saving devices have been independently invented by cultures all over the world and have a very ancient pedigree. At their most basic they are baskets that a set in a strong current to catch fish that seek to… Continue reading After The Deluge… Part8: Fish Traps
One of the features of life in my post apocalyptic world that people may find strange is the communality of living, for example the public bath houses. I should stress that I am not a communist nor a kibbutznik and, in common with most modern westerners, live in my own space. The idea that people… Continue reading After The Deluge… Part 7: Communal Living
I have no previous as a poet - in fact I am not sure that this fragment is poetry at all but I was describing the rain covered window and it seemed quite neat so here it is: Rain on the pane, Races its track. Stoic drops in its wake. Markers of moments. Of pause… Continue reading Scribblings… Part 1
The heavy horse. Beautiful. Strong. Reliable. Adaptable. These magnificent animals were vital to the whole economy of the western world until the turn of the twentieth century and played a significant role until the end of the second World War. My own great-grandfather spent his entire working life farming with heavy horses. Apost-apocalyptic world would… Continue reading After The Deluge… Part 5: Horse Power
Food and mood. I think the two are inextricably linked. I have used food scenes as a way of putting the brakes on the pace of my writing. Eating and cooking implies a pause, a steadying of the narrative pace, a time to take stock - literally in the case of soup. 'Renaissance' is set… Continue reading Soups Of Joy… Pea & Ham