The scribbler and the ceramicist

The remaking of patterns The familiar question came again. “Where do you get all your ideas?” The answer is unchanged. “From the same place as you.” Yet she was a ceramicist and I a scribbler. Judging by the display on her stall she is every bit as creative and productive as I, if not more … Continue reading The scribbler and the ceramicist

Telescopic Titus

Chapter 4 The door to 13A Bohemia Way was usually closed but never locked. This was because the key had long been lost and the bolts had been extracted from their barrels. They were somewhere, in one of the cupboards in one of the rooms, though no-one knew which cupboard in which room. There was … Continue reading Telescopic Titus