Tag Archives: Uncharacterised

A Mother’s Love


I met Ronnie when we were in the same class at school together. He was a bit of a “character” if that is the right word for someone who is somehow challenging, disturbing and demands to be the dominant male … Continue reading

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Discovering Martin Glubervitch


Sludging into that unfocussed area which was his middle fifties, sometime after the innocent optimism of youth had been expended on one or two false starts, career-wise, and with a failed marriage under his belt, Martin Glubervitch was struck by … Continue reading

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Diary Of A Lost Soul


I walked those gardens where we met, a lifetime or was it two ago, holding your hand within my own, feasting on that gaze of yours, so full of trust: the source of my tranquillity. I saw the tree on which our … Continue reading

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