By Andrew Culture My kids always used to complain about steam locomotives. Well not so much about the trains themselves, the moaning was more at me for ‘dragging’ them onto whatever steam railway that happened to be near wherever I took … [Read more...] about Bananas and steam locomotives
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A sinking feeling
Picture is unrelated By Andrew Culture I remember every spittle specked crease on the bored face of my school careers officer as his jaw worked on auto-pilot. He was giving me the same bit of cliched advice he gave every student in my class that … [Read more...] about A sinking feeling
Crossing paths.
I think I heard his bottle chink as it bounced off a stone in the footpath, but the grind of my rusty chain makes a similar noise, so maybe not. I slowly rolled round the bend in the path and when I first saw him slumped on the ground I thought he … [Read more...] about Crossing paths.
How to ride life.
by Andrew Laws If we ride life like a surfer on the crest of a wave we’ll get to where we’re going alright, but unless we take moment to look up from our surf board, unless we’re brave enough to stop concentrating so damned much on our balance, or … [Read more...] about How to ride life.
The curious incident of the black ties and the fake taxi.
By Andrew Laws A very odd thing happened to me in London last week, but this tale would be short and uninteresting if I was to tell you exactly what happened here in the opening paragraph of this story, so please indulge me for a moment and allow … [Read more...] about The curious incident of the black ties and the fake taxi.
It wasn’t pink.
By Andrew Laws As I’ve mentioned before; the atmosphere in The Steamboat is usually calm and relaxed, but sometimes a mischievous wind blows through the bar and even the most restrained of regulars can get a little wild. I say a ‘little’ … [Read more...] about It wasn’t pink.