Monthly Archives: August 2026

Warning: A big old whinge ahead, so if you’d rather not read it, skip to the next paragraph. The world is awful. The weather is awful. My back hurts, and I have a toothache and a root canal to look … Continue reading →

Deep under the surface, a seam of coal has been burning for who knows how long. The colonists gave the mountain the banal name it goes by on the map (Burning Mountain), but it was burning long before they saw … Continue reading →

When the idea of writing a “literary memoir” first sprang up (from whom? Memory shrugs, but it was someone in publishing) I replied to her or him or them: “That would be tedious. You’ve heard the bad joke about the … Continue reading →