PEN PAL It was the year of punk that I met Louis Philippe. Well, we never actually met in person; he was my foreign pen pal; he... Read More 15 January 2008
A REAL GHOST STORY This really happened, I have spent years thinking about it and every time I recall it, it makes me feel creepy, scared and sad. Back... Read More 15 October 2007
THE ACID TRIP, THE ROBBERS AND NANCY THE DOG Back in 1982, we owned a bar in the East End of Glasgow. It was the kind of place that Hollywood directors would later spend... Read More 15 September 2007
WEEPING DARK BLOOD The darkness frightened him. Bombs dropping all over the streets behind his house always made him think that the next whistler was going to land... Read More 15 May 2005
THE BUDGIE “Only one child at a time in the shop please” the old lady standing at the counter shouted. I look round and there was no... Read More 15 August 2004
I KNOW WHAT THE WORD IS “Rain, always rain, she will get drenched in this weather.” I speak to the glass reflection of myself. I look old. I see where the... Read More 15 June 2004