Author Archives: Peter Wells aka Countingducks

About Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Trying to remember what my future is

Notes From The Wilderness


I have been loved but not totally, married, but not happily, qualified for professions I barely understood but in other ways I’ve drunk at life like a madman: walking the streets, connecting with strangers openly and reacting to the music … Continue reading

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Silence Was Her Enemy


Solitude was her enemy, filled with fear of consequence. However much she teased at life, shredding the dreams of fragile men, fatigue would come and take her to the empty void, wherein she had lived as a child, without love … Continue reading

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The Final Word


You hear it on the radio: some transmission made decades before, a fragment of a conversation, picked up as your ship travels it’s now uncharted path. “I’ll see you soon, put the kettle on,”  then  laughter and a silence which … Continue reading

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Awkward Hello’s


Here I was, or there, or even here and there.  Well, OK. On a towpath, walking back quite early in the morning after sampling the local brand of fresh air, lightly seasoned with diesel fumes and a sprinkling of cement … Continue reading

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Bottled Emotions


Things could have been worse for “Threadbare” Jo, and how often is that true:  his morale was protected by his poor understanding of his situation, but even he knew he lived in an affection free zone. Thus it was that … Continue reading

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Testing the Boundaries


Malcolm Vexley, or, as he liked to remind those careless of rank, Sir Malcolm Vexley, was a business tycoon of standing who enjoyed what he modestly described as “A position of note in the city.” I had no immediate knowledge … Continue reading

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Love In Hindsight


Those early years: the morning coffees taken when the day was full of promise vanished in a fog created by that sense I was not to be relied upon or trusted by any life I touched. Those words you said … Continue reading

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A Choice Of Direction


You lived creatively letting art define your life, fearless in your every day, walking the path I should have walked if I had courage in my veins; but I was a percentage man, careful always not to fail. I talked … Continue reading

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The Price Of Bread


I am a man holding onto a faith in the story of his own destiny, so like a salmon following its instincts, I attempt the waterfall of life because that is our duty I understand!Apart from working, I get through … Continue reading

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A Step Too Far


Things went slightly wrong at the wake for Geoff Weasley, and there are rumours I may have had something to do with it. His wife, or should we now be saying widow, Catherine, is a more than attractive women with … Continue reading

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