WHEN THE MARTIANS COME CALLING!

Continued from last week’s Invasion…The “F” Factor…

“Stop!” Shouted an enraged conductor at the top of his voice, his eyes fixed at the concertmaster. The audience was heavily pregnant with expectation as the auditorium went gravely silent.

“That was F-Minor, not F-Major!” Remember you have to keep it at F-Major no matter what happens. You knew that, didn’t you?! Now see what disaster you’ve caused. Your crucial instrument is from now on muted. What are we going to do?!” Continue reading “WHEN THE MARTIANS COME CALLING!” →

19/11/2012

STRIPPED

My name is Macho. I will fearlessly tell of the moment that forever altered the course of my life. Let’s just say I belonged in relegation, somewhere in the shades of insignificance. Literary. And in every respect. That pretty much for the better part of my life. This was of course enough to have perfectly configured me to be synonymous with defeat. Continue reading “STRIPPED” →

25/09/2012

THE LATE GOAL

There was a flurry of activity within the expansive VIP field. The heavy security presence made it impossible for anyone to penetrate the sophisticated safety cordon. Not even by sight. A glorious presence at the heart of the field radiantly glowed up the sky, lighting up the atmosphere with a magnificent array of multiple cross shapes depicting the four corners of the earth. Continue reading “THE LATE GOAL” →