Starman. Thought you were here to stay.
The Hemingway Day. Chills.
This week’s WordPress Photography challenge is to capture the extra(ordinary). This little guy’s sole purpose in life is to tell us sun-basking humans how tepid the water is within which he bobs. He does an ordinary job. He floats in an…
The Hemingway Day. Move.
I am back from my little Spanish jaunt and now I find myself amidst a sea of boxes as the boy and I prepare for a little change of scenery. This week’s WordPress photo challenge is of change, and the…
The Hemingway Day. Surface.
So far in glorious London we have enjoyed about three days of summer. Today is the fourth. The sun is shining, the children are shrieking outside, my office fan is blowing hot air in circles, the inebriated are out early… and…
The Hemingway Day. Take Flight.
Often I point my camera at the sky and my finger finds its way to the shutter. Time and again I am greeted with a photograph that immediately falls victim to the delete button, but once in a while a little…
The Hemingway Day. Quiet Please.
Apologies if the below contains any mumbles, bad grammar or is just bad writing. Blame it on the tennis-man. I have everything crossed for Roger Federer to win today, although I find myself in times of trouble watching this current match, my nerves…
The Hemingway Day. Hide.
Having spent the past hour dithering between Wimbledon watching, work and this blog post, I am struggling to find more words than the six below. Welcome to The Hemingway Day… Hide. The wind disguised his skulking inside. Thanks to The Daily…
The Hemingway Day. Who's there?
Greetings on this very special Friday, special because it is National Cream Tea Day here in the UK, which sparks the never-ending debate… cream or jam first? Never mind that, if I hear another person say “scon” I’m going to launch the…
The Hemingway Day. The Drunk.
Good Friday to you all. May your weekend be spent bare-footed with flowers in your hair (it’s summer solstice on Sunday, get those sunlight hours in while you still can).  Here’s a few short fiction words and a rainbow…
The Hemingway Day. Watching You.
I smith words. Here are six. Watching You. Foolishly, we thought we were alone. At a risk of spoiling the literary illusion, this photo was taken at a very deserted Hampton Court, when it was closed for a…
The Hemingway Day. Revert.
I expect that for many of you this is a very happy Friday as the sun is finally shining on the UK. For me this Friday is happy because it means I can escape my office, which sits in the…
The Hemingway Day. Echo.
Just six words of fiction and we can all say howdy-do to the weekend… Echo. Her whispers filled the sea air. Thanks to the Daily Post for the photo prompt, this was taken whilst on a little jaunt across the southern English coast.Â
