Month: August 2016

Three Wishes

If I had three wishes I’d really like to believe I’d wish for peace on Earth All suffering, I’d relieve But if I’m really honest I doubt that I’d do that I’d wish for a box-set, beer and pizza And spend the evening getting fat

A Shred Of Hope

Brian had been on ‘shredding’ duties for over a week. It had just been him, the machine in a tiny room on the seventh floor, away from the comforts of his desk, the camaraderie of his colleagues and, more pertinently, a long way from the coffee machine.

James Reviews The Rio Games From The Comfort Of His Sofa

As I write this I’m half aware of some brightly coloured fruit and vegetables dancing in front of me. I’ve checked the ingredients of the M&S “Spirit of Summer” Cocoa and Pecan fudge that I’m currently snacking on (a welcome and undeserved gift from Mrs Proclaims who just returned from the afore-mentioned M&S), to see…

Memories Of 2012

  It’s easy to be cynical about the Olympics if you want to be. Stories of drug cheats, athletes behaving badly, and excessively sycophantic media coverage can leave you feeling a little jaded with it all if you let it. But aware, as I am, of the numerous reasons to dislike elements of the self-styled…

Put It All Out There

Occasionally I like to put together a medley of things other people wrote into what is commonly known as a ‘Found Poem’. I didn’t invent the idea – loads of people do it. I particularly enjoy the work of comedian Dave Gorman in this genre. I felt it might be an appropriate genre to apply…

Olympic Inspiration

Watching Olympians Achieving their feats Can be inspirational And truly motivational Maybe in time I’ll use this inspiration To positive Life-changing Effect I’ll pull on my trainers And go for a run Or pick up a racket Or buy a new bike I’ll train and I’ll enter An endurance event I’ll push myself hard I’ll…

Know Your Limits

Did I really just drink all that wine? Aside from nausea, I’m still feeling fine Now the Bordeaux has gone Bring the next bottle on If I’m conscious then I won’t decline

The Dilemma

Jeff emptied the contents of his right trouser pocket onto the cheap, faux-pine, laminate and chipboard, coffee table. Spread out before him were a battered  imitation-leather wallet, one he’d had since his late teens, and a handful of coins. There was a barely discernible logo on the front of the wallet, representing a brand that…

James Complains About Holidays

A few days ago Mrs Proclaims and I returned from our summer holiday. On the whole it was a thoroughly pleasant city break that was, at times, charming, fun and intellectually stimulating. Generally I enjoy most holidays and few things give me and my beloved more pleasure than poring over our old holiday photos and…