I’ve been in a strange headspace lately. I know that I’m just about to come up with something that will go viral – or straight to the top of the digital charts – or get me a billion hits on youtube – or change everyone’s view of something specific forever. Okay, well maybe not. But there has been a lot of searching going on in … Continue reading Sticking my fingers in the Blancmange
My father is not a vocal man, as a rule, except that he can still be fired up by the excesses of politicians or, on occasion, the injustices shown to fair minded men. Indeed, when I recall any in-depth conversation we might have had over the years then these are the topics which crop up most and produce the most ire. As a young man … Continue reading What did you get from your father?
My name is Alan. Al – Monday to Saturday; Sunday – Alan. For 30+ years I did the corporate thing and had a good career, which paid the Wolfman and raised the kids. Now, with the blessing of my wife, it’s my time. I have always been a creative person. Writing poetry and short stories, playing guitar, writing songs and music, taking photographs. I always … Continue reading Me myself I