Forget about the tiring days and nights spent looking after these teething monsters, believe me when I tell you that babies are like snow. How so? What on earth do you mean? Are you feeling ok? Yes I am, thank you very much for your concern. You see, nine months ago I became an uncle…Read more Babies are like Snow
His earlobe felt cool as he pressed it against his earcanal and sighed. It was a dreary wintery afternoon in what should have been a pleasant day in the middle of April. Bloody global warming. He wasn't complaining too much though as he sat at his desk, playing with his earlobe once again. The moody…Read more The Writer’s Thoughts
I have been binge watching a new series that I discovered recently called The 100. It tells the story of a post-nuclear apocalypse and how humankind have survived by living on a huge space station called the Ark but as oxygen begins to run out, they decide to test whether Earth is safe to live…Read more What Is Our Fascination With The Apocalypse?
There aren't many people like me, On the train. In my religious garbs And my Kofi cap. I saw your darting eyes And I tried to appear less frightening, I flattened my backpack I plastered a small smile on my face Even though it was a Monday morning. But as I sat down, Your eyes…Read more Please Don’t Be Scared
I saw a man on the train I saw a man on the train Words revolving in his brain His aged head bowed down Upon pages which told a story More ancient than him. But as the train shuddered to a halt He shook himself from The calm voice inside his head A moment of…Read more The 8:18 (Delayed: 8:24) To Liverpool Street
It's not often an idea for a blog post literally falls from the heavens but last week it certainly did for me. You see, there is no easy way to say this, or less shocking because it is there; clear as day, plain as milk, as obvious as the largest elephant in the room. My…Read more London Is Falling Down…