Monthly Archives: October 2014

Love Again For Me

Posted on October 30, 2014 by

The time for pretending was now over . Her gaunt face on the pillow, taking fought-for shallow breaths. Madelaine our only child, sleeping quietly in my arms, too young to watch her mother’s presence living out its final throw. “Love again,” my dear wife told. “Do … Continue reading →

Posted in character, childhood, creative writing, faith, Fiction, Life, Love, Peter Wells, poetry, Relationships, Romance, writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 26 Comments

Responding To A Drowning Man

Posted on October 29, 2014 by

I was standing on the bridge the other evening, admiring the view, and the way the current played against the boats moored on the river side when a man thrashing around desperately in the water appeared from underneath the bridge. … Continue reading →

Posted in character, community, creative writing, Environment, Fiction, humour, Life, Peter Wells, Relationships, values, writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 24 Comments

Natalie Irvine. A Local Artist With A Growing Reputation

Posted on October 27, 2014 by

Some of you may remember my post about the paintings of Emma Cattell, who is a local artist of merit and a growing following I am proud to know. Another individual in the same category is Natalie Irvine whose husband … Continue reading →

Posted in Art, community, creative writing, Emma Cattell, Natalie Irvine, Painting, Peter Wells, skils, Stained-Glass, Talent | Tagged , , , , , | 9 Comments

The Last Message Home

Posted on October 23, 2014 by

You heard it on a radio, some transmission made decades before, a fragment of a conversation, picked up as your ship travels its now uncharted path. “I’ll see you soon, put the kettle on,”  then  laughter and a silence which is infinite. “What was this life, … Continue reading →

Posted in character, community, creative writing, Environment, faith, Fiction, humour, Life, Peter Wells, Relationships, writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 25 Comments

Family Gatherings

Posted on October 20, 2014 by

I am well-supplied with sisters and one of them had a “milestone” birthday so her two daughters held a party at which cousins from far and wide, of various levels of connection turned up to wave the family flag and wish … Continue reading →

Posted in character, childhood, community, creative writing, Environment, faith, Life, old age, Peter Wells, Relationships, Uncategorized, values | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 20 Comments

Lost in A Photographs

Posted on October 15, 2014 by

The only thing she knows now: it is not safe to cry. Holding on her only strategy but here, in this old photograph you  cannot see that in her eyes, not in this image  taken way back when, before experience and grief robbed her … Continue reading →

Posted in character, community, creative writing, Environment, faith, Fiction, Middle East, Peter Wells, soldiers, values, writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , | 23 Comments

Life Without Fishing Nets

Posted on October 10, 2014 by

Those friendships we enjoyed, so casually, in a life, not overburdened with demands, allowed us room to celebrate with ease, a freedom we now find embalmed in photographs, and  some remaining artefacts. Me grinning with a new caught fish, the harbour as it once was, … Continue reading →

Posted in character, community, creative writing, Environment, faith, Life, Peter Wells, Uncategorized, values, writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 21 Comments

A Life Changing Interview

Posted on October 6, 2014 by

At the age of nineteen I had a temporary and precarious job as a backroom assistant in a bakery shop. In between heaving trays of bread I allowed myself to dream, and to aid that process, I used to scan … Continue reading →

Posted in character, creative writing, Fiction, humour, Life, Peter Wells, Relationships, Uncategorized, values, writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 18 Comments

Possibly A Step Too Far

Posted on October 2, 2014 by

I don’t know how long it had been, or how you would characterise it. A friendship of sorts, naturally, but what was the garnish, and was there magic in it? The question began to bother me, so one morning, as … Continue reading →

Posted in character, creative writing, Fiction, humour, Life, Love, old age, Peter Wells, Relationships, Romance, values, writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 37 Comments