Student, athlete, insurance clerk, soldier, roofer, sailor, backpacker, mountain-leader, tour-leader, cow-milker, fish-packer, husband, diplomat, actor, father, house-husband, real-estate agent, corrections officer, probation officer, writer, civil servant, cook.As you can see, I've been a bit of a Jack-of-all-Trades, Master-of-None. I did spend six years in the Royal Navy, and twelve years with the Foreign and Commonwealth Office. I've had the fortune to travel, live and work in over 65 countries, including three years or more in places like Pakistan, Morocco and New Zealand. Probably the most fun job I've ever had was working as an Adventure Travel Tour Leader - getting paid to visit wonderful places and hike in the mountains!
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They had encouraging, cosy names, like The Gnashing Jaws of Death , Terminator, and Oblivion. “If you go in, don’t let go of your paddle! Swim left, away from the wall,” yelled the instructor as we approached. This one was called Morning Glory. Paddling furiously, we entered the rapid, launched into space, and... Bounce! I was in the water. Sucked down, and surrounded by...
Added 16 Oct 2020 | Category Flash Fiction
Eons ago, when I was young, I lived in submarines. For someone who loves the mountains, it was a silly place to be. I was in an unhealthy space, and close to a nervous breakdown. I spent a lot of time wondering what life was all about. In the end, I decided it didn’t matter. I did, however, come to a conclusion. When I am near the end, and am asked, ‘ Have you done the things you wish...
Added 14 Oct 2020 | Category Musings
The supportive and cosy camaraderie accomplished by the ten friendly astronauts on the space ship was an incredible achievement. Floating free inside their distant home, their stories were a celebration of mutual understanding and co-operation for the world to admire....
Added 13 Oct 2020 | Category Micro Fiction
A murky Autumn surrounds us, a bleak, plague-ridden Winter fast approaching. What happened to Summer? I hear you ask. Good question. Don’t you remember? We already had it! Pah! When? In Spring, of course. Now, now - don’t get cross. The world is changing. Didn’t you know? The past is done. Is there no hope, then? Ah, do not despair, my friend! For there is always hope. Look...
Added 08 Oct 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 122 | 4 Comments
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