They hold and feed me like a neonate. They carry me about as though I’ve got no legs. I can neither see nor cavort with my great-great-great-grandchildren. My age-mates long … Continue Reading Laments Of The Very Old
As I looked at the six boys all over the cars at the auto mechanic’s workshop, with their sun-bathed bodies and clothes as greasy as the car parts they handled, … Continue Reading Insight – Child Labour
I pulled my car into the only available parking space, stopped the engine and lay back on my seat to rest a little before alighting. I looked at the water … Continue Reading Fear Is An Illution
Because everybody lies. It’s part of living in a society. Don’t get me wrong, I think it’s necessary. The last thing anyone wants is live in a society where total … Continue Reading Lies, Lies, Lies.