by brian | Jan 27, 2026 | Uncategorized
The bench was situated under the giant mobile phone mast My thrice daily walk took me around the village. I never tired of the traditional Breton architecture, from the imposing church and its enclosure or “clos,” to the tiny two roomed cottage that the...
by brian | Jan 12, 2026 | Uncategorized
…As he spoke, the crow crouched briefly and launched itself, wings spread, towards the window. It landed on the small ledge outside the window and glared at the two men with one of its onyx eyes. Tony was frozen to the spot as the bird almost curtsied and stretched...
by brian | Dec 6, 2025 | Uncategorized
My name is Fallubah and I lived on an island. Not one surrounded by sea, nor in the middle of a lake. No, my island was surrounded by traffic. Cars, buses, taxis and lorries circled us day and night like a siege army. This was my temporary home, one of many I have had...
by scatterbrianblogs | Mar 30, 2021 | Uncategorized
The image was of five daffodils standing proud on a terrace garden in Amman. The house was always full of flowers. Every room had at least one vase, some two, containing everything from a blaze of colour to a simple splash of yellow and green. The latter were her...
by scatterbrianblogs | Mar 12, 2021 | Uncategorized
He picked up the small goat that was standing at his feet “This is not goodbye, it’s the start of countdown”, she said softly, pulling up the mask over her exquisite features. Her dark brown eyes held me tight, intensified by the absence of the rest...
by scatterbrianblogs | Jul 20, 2020 | Uncategorized
The young woman handed the tiny red book to her husband, as if she was presenting him with a precious gift. Taking it from her, Lachlan opened the nondescript little publication; one of many they had acquired on the island of Samoa and definitely not one of the better...
