12th Stroke of Midnight The Fairy Godmother said that all of Cinderella's things would magically turn back on the twelfth stroke, but looking at how milquetoast Prince Charming is, I bet he won't last

"Mahomet cald the Hill to come to him. And when the Hill stood still, he was neuer a whit abashed, but said; If the Hill will not come to Mahomet, Mahomet wil go to the hil." (Sir Francis Bacon

It's Christmas Day; I am still homeless; I am still as sick as a parrot, but I am surrounded by family and friends, and I am happy to be alive. In part 4 of this blog, I recounted how, in a weird turn

The five stages of grief - denial; bargaining; anger; depression, acceptance. Today, 29th November 2017, marks the third anniversary of the passing of my father, Robert, who died peacefully in his sleep

"The memory is like a knife; it hurts." It has been quite quiet on the boat this week past. My claims for support and housing have been submitted, so there is little to concern myself with. I

The temperature is dropping as the Indian Summer parts of England have experienced wanes, and bitter winter chills approach, the houseboat, which is my current abode, offers some insulation as it is made

My given name is Rupert. I write this story with an acute awareness of harbouring a heavy heart, and yet, I feel that by sharing my story, I may eventually be able to move on with a different, fresher