My name is Endymion. I am a lowly Athenian shepherd. Good looking perhaps but everybody’s mug. I have always longed for a family but my wage is low and I cannot afford to commit. Up in the heavens Selene, the Goddess of the Moon, is insistent on having a […]
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Old Age
It is now almost eight weeks since I plighted my troth, eight weeks since I cut the nail and a piece of finger off my left index digit. Although the arrangement I had with my Selene I thought could get no better both finger and arrangement have improved considerably. First […]
Hangings On The Wall Part 2
To continue my tour of my hangings on the wall. I must admit I am enjoying this perambulation through my recent history. It is bringing up some lovely memories of recent times past after I retired from that miserable skunking scene that was Manchester all of 16 years ago. Congratulations […]
Fresh Lonely Air in England – Part 2
I landed at Manchester Airport expecting tight security but saw nothing, it was possibly all centered in central Manchester where the explosion had happened 24 hours earlier. Thoughts of Helen had been overtaken by circumstances but Daughter 3 was dutifully awaiting as I walked out of the terminal to a […]