Category Archives: humour

A Moment Of Profundity

Posted on November 16, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Malinslow was a town which sought prominence through its annual poetry festival and used to gather a decent supply of the well-to-do, as well as a number of dishevelled brillianteens, to listen to readings of original verse by leading poets … Continue reading →

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Career Changing Moments

Posted on October 12, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

As a young teenager my passions swerved between football, and history. You can’t “do” history, or not easily if you’re a small boy, because people like Henry XIII are too busy getting married again to discuss their motivations with you, … Continue reading →

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Discovering Art

Posted on October 5, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Captain Crab, recently retired as ‘Officer in Charge’ of the stationary dept at Slumpdown Barracks, could claim, in secret anyway, that whatever the situation faced by British troops, regardless of the weaponry at the enemies disposal, the men supplied by … Continue reading →

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Reaching An Understanding

Posted on September 21, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Our courtship was built on a meeting in Hawaii where we were both on holiday, and we discovered we both lived in the same city. “Is this fate?” she asked, and I just nodded my head and leant to kiss … Continue reading →

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A Strategic Romance

Posted on September 7, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

  The Duke of Mildshire could look back on a traceable ancestry of over four hundred years, populated by those who lived largely free of financial and moral constraints:  rich in statesman of varying moral profiles. Owing to a remorseless … Continue reading →

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Working On My Social Connections

Posted on August 31, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

I am a naturally exuberant character: I treat the world as my village, and will talk to almost anybody but even I have soul searing moments! Can you imagine standing in front of the bathroom mirror, looking at your reflection … Continue reading →

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Etiquette And The Modern World

Posted on August 24, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

There are individuals whose sensibilities and reluctance to cause offense can seriously damage their chances of making the best of any situation. I am reminded of an event in history when the Kingdom of Postonia got embroiled in an unfortunate … Continue reading →

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Bunter Macingtosh Flirts With An Executive Lifestyle

Posted on July 27, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

When a letter arrived, addressed to Mr B.J. Macintosh from L.J.Lemmings Ltd, digital security experts, who boast that even their luncheon menu is encrypted, inviting me to be interviewed for a position in their Cyber Security department I was baffled. … Continue reading →

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The Unexpected Letter

Posted on July 13, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Looking back it was like our last hurrah. A record of my “Heyday,” as I like to call it, marking our charge toward hope, fame and glory with a photograph or two: me, Sarah, Sir Nigel as he became, and … Continue reading →

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For The Love Of Dogs

Posted on July 6, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Ignatius Plotsky was a poet in waiting, a painter in search of a canvas and writer of some obscurity whose insights were sited somewhere beyond the land of meaning. Following a few drinks at the bar, and spotting a young … Continue reading →

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