Author: dove

Since I reached adulthood, night-time has always been my time. The time when – for better or worse – the city belongs to me. Whatever city I’ve happened to be living in. Reading some of the excellent comments...

Be warned. I’m not sure that I’d call this an optimistic diary. `Somewhat bleak’ might be a better weather forecast. When I was in high school, a good friend introduced me to Crisis. It was the first comic I...

I’ve not been writing much lately. That’s for a couple of reasons. One is that I’ve been looking at glass and canals with an over-interested eye lately. The other rather more serious reason is that I’ve...

For the first time in some years, I’m going to vote in a national election.  As some of you may have gathered, Bush’s cute little poodle will be asking for some more doggie biscuits later this week. But...

    My mother said I never should     Play with the gypsies in the wood.     If I did, she would say     `Naughty girl to run away’     The woods...