Tag: Cafe

Potato Jack often left home without his jacket on. His mum warned him he’d catch his death, but she was wrong. Just like she...

It started out like a normal day for the man of the house. He had breakfast with his wife. She was no warmer or...

I was asked a few questions recently by a new friend that really had me thinking. Scrambling for answers actually, and aware of the...

I sit in this room, this crumbling room I grew to love, cluttered by the mementoes of a crumbled life. Framed photographs of friends,...

The heavy decrepit bodies of the great and not so, mingled with their offsprings, children too young to realise that this too would be...

I don’t look in the mirror anymore because it always startles me when I don’t recall the face. This year I had the most solitary...