Nowhere Lane – Chapter Thirty-Four Waste Ground
Rebecca Shelley rested her head against the blue wing-cushion of her first class seat, letting the train rhythms flow through her body as she prepared for sleep. Beyond smoke-smeared carriage windows Beaconshire’s browns and greens of Spring flitted by, lit by the first rays of a very watery and apologetic sun. As always, her rebellious…
Nowhere Lane – Chapter Twenty-Eight Alliance
Harald Maassen, Jacqui reflected when their evening together had concluded, was something of a masterpiece. Yet pencils or paints would never suffice to capture the vitality that transformed those strong, Teutonic features into smouldering life. There was essence in the man, some engine buried deep that propelled an indefatigable quest for life and purpose; an…
So, What Now?
Well, it happened! Those of us who did not sit up through the night of 23rd June woke in the morning to a country that is new to most of us: an independent nation no longer huffing obediently at the heels of the ‘burgers’ of Brussels. The UK has voted to leave the European Union.…