The Night Was Teal.

  Knott laid the hot bike down gently in the knee-high grass among the night shade of the trees, shy of the flood-lit garage forecourt. He threw his helmet down. He rubbed his head vigorously, unzipped the jacket and took out the empty plastic bottle nested there, threw that down, too. He straddled the five-bar … Continue reading The Night Was Teal.

close to the aperture [close the aperture]

[close the aperture] three boys, at the tyne’s edge, sit, in silhouette, atop some metal structure that they should not be sat atop. a gang on a gangway. their legs hang beneath them. they have liberated one of the wreaths from the gravel of the nearby merchant seamans’ memorial. they talk measuredly, loudly, as they … Continue reading close to the aperture [close the aperture]

close to the aperture [another competition]

[another competition] october 1970. after assembly, as we filed from the hall, we were each presented a daffodil bulb wrapped in screwed-up newspaper. we were given, at the end of the day, a little plastic pot and a paper bag of soil. we were told to take all home, plant the bulb in the soil … Continue reading close to the aperture [another competition]

close to the aperture [oblong of light]

[oblong of light] the tyne ferry sketches across the river from the north side & sidles, beautifully, up to the south pier with such grace that I wonder if the river, tonight, is not brack, but brandy. the voyage is only some six minutes, but always a delight & well worth the £3.60 return fare. … Continue reading close to the aperture [oblong of light]

close to the aperture [george]

[george] the shop was called 'the end' and had been for twenty five years. i remember though, in the beginning, for the five years before that, it was called 'scratch'. one warm evening in 2015, george, i & two former colleagues, both called philip (but known, separately, for reasons long lost to me - but … Continue reading close to the aperture [george]

close to the aperture [chair]

[chair] bringing it all back home now plays. i am sat, as i was saying, at the kitchen window on a chair that was given to me – as a sort of thank you & farewell, an aide-memoire, i suppose - by my boss of many years (& one of the dearest & most inspirational, … Continue reading close to the aperture [chair]