When we snuck into Marten’s Grove to go skinny dipping, it was the first time I saw so many girls my own age in the nude. Continue reading →

What would life have been like if Ken and Bill had headed down to those desolate islands? Continue reading →

The Ragged Clown finds his home at last. Continue reading →

It’s over a hundred years since World War One. Everyone involved is dead. Continue reading →

Every blog comes to an end eventually and all too many end with a boring, uninspiring post that lingers at the top of the blogger’s home page for evermore like a turd that refuses to be flushed away. I’m sorry … Continue reading →

Serving in the military changes you in ways you might not expect. Continue reading →

Mr Gooden was terrifying and a tyrant and he altered the course of my life more than anyone else. Continue reading →

Past. Now. Future. Success. Riches. Continue reading →

I had just turned 21 when I joined the nuclear submarine HMS Revenge. Continue reading →

Inside every old person is a young person who doesn’t really understand that he’s old now. Continue reading →