In this business I just take my time, when I find the right thing I check it out, I research and then I pounce and buy and ship out quickly. That was…
The Be-useful Transport Company of Coatbridge was run by Brian and Elizabeth Maybury. They’d operated the small transport and delivery company for over…
It is a tricky job to slit the cellophane on a still living pizza with a modelling knife. Jeremy could easily do it, but Beatrice actually did it for…
23rd August, the day I found out I'd eaten far too many bananas for my own good. “I've always liked them, always had an appetite for them. Maybe I…
There was a loud, sharp and unexpected knock on the door. I opened it and a small, dark, middle-aged man looked up from the zip of his anorak and began…
Thelonious Monk in Starbucks. He was there, the great man, they were serving coffee, he was looking like he was looking for a spare piano. He should…
“A bag of groceries (inc. French stick) is lying abandoned on Pilrig Street. Yours if you hurry!” I'd just got the peculiar text message from a friend…
Welcome to Impossible Songs and Scribbles by me, John Barclay. Freelance retiree, occasional critic, unlikely grandparent, terrible musician, known to…