by Keiron | Jul 16, 2018 | Steeltown Rambler
As a kid, the summer started when school ended. That final bell was, and still is, a joy to the ears of every child. As an adult, you realise summer has usurped spring well before the final weeks of July. This year, summer is having something of a renaissance as the...
by Keiron | Jun 12, 2018 | Steeltown Rambler
I woke up in paradise. An afternoon nap in the heat of the Italian summer was bought to an abrupt end by the hourly ringing of church bells. I felt disorientated , fatigued by the heat and the infernal mosquitoes (I had been warned) but after swilling my face and...
by Keiron | May 31, 2018 | Steeltown Rambler
I meet George regularly when I’m out walking. He’s a lot older than me but he has a purpose and surety of stride. He monitors his patch carefully and when our paths cross, he imparts his knowledge. He is an enthusiastic, passionate advocate of our locality...
by Keiron | May 17, 2018 | Steeltown Rambler
I was sweating profusely. It was a scorching day and I’d just picked my way across a wasteland strewn with glass and empty beer cans. I’d sidestepped an enormous, lifeless rat, its brown fur bleached blonde by the sun. Now I found myself in a dense...
by Keiron | May 10, 2018 | Steeltown Rambler
I don’t know Colin. I never have and never will because he’s not living anymore. He is remembered by the seat I’m sitting on. It’s not one of the wooden benches with the commemorative plaques that have become a popular memorial to lost loved...
