The story of one man and his ding-a-ling (Contains what you might describe as strong language).

The calm and charming story of what happens when a gang of all-male, drug-crazed alcoholics share a quiet suburban house together. The names have been changed to protect the guilty, but you know who you are.

Charlie becomes Mike… with startling consequences.

Attacked by a devil cat and stalked by a wolf dog in the holy land.

A tale of sordid washing habits, frogs and dead dogs.

Like on most sunny Sunday afternoons in suburban Kent, you just don’t expect ninjas…

Staring at the beautiful view that she awoke to every morning, she dragged herself out of the warm cocoon of her double bed and wrapped her body in an oversized dressing gown. Almost jumping from the height of her bed, she sauntered to her windows, sunlight streaming through…

Down the fairground with an aging teddy boy, goldfish in a bag and a fishwife lothario.

Archibald was very excited. There was something floating nearby and he got the distinct impression it was edible. Archibald was quite fond of edible things, mostly because they tasted good. When you’re a hamster most things taste good, especially when you’re floating through the void of space. This is not…

The events that led up to my broken foot are hazy, but probably involved ninjas. The following is a reconstruction.