The Dockland square is in mid summer. The heat has softened the tarmac giving it an unhealthy shine onto which the wind has blown brown dust rather like a model’s foundation. Its not lazy hot, just quiet. Clouds move across the sun. There is a spiders web is in a doorway. It has an elastic bounce.
The sun is Asiatic sunset red, a Japanese flag. It is big, heavenly so and hot as dusk hell. The pollution, an angelic opiate, dashes the horizon with a crest of orange under which London, from the top of...
A group of men enter the Wolf and Whistle pub. They have short neat hair, some close crop, others have a wave. An old woman laughs, her laugh is big like her hair. Her reflection in the bar mirror...
This is a short interlude before we get on to the true meat of this story. To move on we need to pause and take in the true depth of despair that Jimmy and Lu find themselves in having...
I didn't think that I would get this chapter out as I've been up to my eyeballs with other stuff. Anyway, here is chapter five - no kung fu though, enjoy. Laters. Xav Some people lead exciting lives, don’t...
A while back two hands clapped together into a handshake. They were in a warehouse. It was large. Dust caught the light. The atmosphere in that room was pure asbestos. “Hello, Charlie,” said Arthur. “My name’s, Arthur.” Arthur’s hand...
Little Lola Lovett is sitting next to Barry and his friend Judy. Judy is a woman with insight, you can tell by the rings on her fingers. Gold inset with stones, not precious, enriched, although more uranium than healing....
“You know, I don’t know what’s real.” Charlie was being watched by the young girl with big brown eyes. He was talking to Arthur. The young girl was the same terrified child who was delivered into Charlie’s hands a...
Here's the beginning of a new thing I'm going to call it BLOOD RUN. The title will do for now. Preparations for my film KUNG FU FLID are growing a pace. We start shooting week after next. Anyway, enjoy this...
