Raised in the UK by an Irish mother and Scouse father.
Now confined in France raising sheep.
Those who tell the stories rule society.
If a story I write makes you smile, laugh or cry I would be honoured if you shared it and passed it on..
Marlowe with an e; was a strange boy with an even stranger name. Now, most people when they met Marlowe thought that he was introducing himself with his surname.
Burgers, Drinks and Salsa Music
“Hello baby girl how are you?” “Where’ve you been Kathryn? I’ve been trying to reach you all evening.” “Kathryn? I must be in trouble if you are using that name.”
Curved Bowls and Medicine for Melancholy
A few years ago, the city council of Monza, Italy, barred pet owners from keeping goldfish in curved bowls... saying that it is cruel to keep a fish in a bowl with curved sides because, gazing out, the fish would have a distorted view of reality. But how do we know we have the true, undistorted picture of reality? Stephen Hawking
I have always had a passion to tell stories. Story telling is the heart of our culture. Plato told us Those who tell the stories rule society
The noise of a car horn has an instant effect. A short burst surprises you. Repeated bursts make you angry. The resounding sound; that long, endless, piercing, unbroken noise makes you scared. It freezes every instinct in your body. It makes you think of death. You do not even have to see the source of the noise. You just have to hear it and your heart sinks and you are petrified. My driver is head down on the steering wheel. My body guard is dead on the floor just outside the passenger door. My two sisters are screaming next to me. I am about to be another one of the kidnapped. Sitting on the back seat of the limo with my eyes shut, I don’t need to see what’s happening, I can hear it.
The Unsolved Axe Murder of Daniel Morgan
Just after 9pm on the 10th March 1987, 37 year old Daniel Morgan a private detective, after having a drink with Jonathan Rees his business partner at the Golden Lion pub in Sydenham, walked to his BMW in the car park. He was found dead at 9.40pm by the side of his car next to two packets of Golden Wonder crisps he had brought for his children. He had been struck three times in the back of the head with an axe, killing him instantly. Lying prone dead on the floor, a fourth blow was struck embedding the axe in his face and severing his brain stem. A truly horrific personal murder. This unsolved case is the most investigated murder case in British Criminal History. Strangely hardly anyone is aware of the case and the extraordinary story of what may have happened defies belief.
Ray Of Light
“Father Daley, Father Daley, it's me, Ray Meehan.” “Hello Ray.” “You're not Father Daley.” “Ray this is the confessional. You don't have to introduce yourself.”
“The worst type of man behaves as badly in his waking life as some men do in their dreams.” ― Someone very clever a long time ago