"My adventures at Church"
On Tuesday morning my cell phone rang and when I answered it was Sister Carrie, the Pastor’s wife on the line.“Good morning.”“Good morning to you.”“I was hoping that you could come to my house. I’m not having car issues, but...
"The perils of not being able to keep your cock in your pants."
This next story will be out of sequence, but I want to get it off my chest. I'm skipping a few years to an episode near the end of my first marriage in Christchurch. I need to cover some background...
"Rob and plunder. It's what they do"
I turned into Selkirk Road SW17 to pick up Darren, sure enough he was standing outside Harrington’s pie and mash waiting for me. The place we had met over jellied eels some ten years previously. It was seven o’clock in...