... to death is a flushed goldfish and a very rare rump steak at an even rarer barbeque I don’t have many friends In fact I have none at all apart from Tania but I don’t need any All my friends are ... way of a goose quill dipped in ink and scratched across parchment with a scattering of sand to blot it, nor even that of a goldnibbed fountain pen and blotter Maybe now and again in biro on a ... a work of fiction Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead,...