Chapter 2 – The Half-Sister

It wasn’t as easy as she thought, coping in the absence of her younger sister, Rose. Grace was the eldest of the Howard siblings, the responsible one. And, considering the circumstances – her own lack of a maternal role model, she didn’t think she’d done too bad a job of dragging up the others. Certainly,…

Silly Poem – Conwy

In the smallness of it, I lift up coffin lid and hide in the spaciousness of all that is mine for keeps.   As, in grandeur, my ancestor, Edward I, looks down from his castle tower, perusing all that is his, whilst longing for his own little place in which to be.   Copyright owned…

Being Irish

Haggis? Pukka Pie? The connection? chriÜö&§._*stian.ude@wenh??§ÄZb.de   In the world of Jay Cool, all is connected. If like I, Jay Cool, your genetic material was handed down to future generations via a sperm and an egg that got together in a cave in Nescliffe, Myddle, courtesy of your Great-Something-Grandfather, Humphrey Kynaston, you will understand my meaning….

Dog Dumps & Bog Bullies

Aberdeen, Grampian Region, 1979 A cold-hearted beast of a dog. A mind-numbingly tedious day of imprisonment in a Scottish primary school. A day of fear. My nine-year old self was completely stressed out, having survived that day’s English versus Scottish playground fight with just a few scratches. And I was in desperate need of some respite. I plunged through the door of Number…