Dave: A Prayer. Or, The Tragedy Of (Steven) King Fear.

  This post is about the best friend I ever had.  That and fear.  We’re not mates anymore because he doesn’t want to know and I don’t really blame him.  It’s also about the usual sorts of things I write about: being confused; being stupid; not knowing how to put things right; not knowing how…

Nicola: Bleu. Or, Land Of 000 Chances.

   “And the lion will lie down with the lamb, but the lamb won’t get much sleep…”  Woody Allen. I’m not a believer in fate, but nor am I entirely convinced that, for most of us, free will also is limitless.  I think the ideas that we live in a meritocracy and that hard work will reap dividends…