Category: Jack Brewis
It was a private screening, no appointment, a final masterpiece. Like an artist’s art, it was modern with strokes of gaudy colour, with thick applications of material, no…
He sneezes into the crook of his elbow, a childhood habit. 80-odd years and nothing changes. A strand of snotty mucus bridges the gap from his nose to his…
I needed petrol, 5 litres to get me there, and the rest for the process. A small price to pay, running on empty, the urine, already cold on…
I toss a small cube of sugar into the mix, and watch it bubble up through the vodka and champagne. And you smile. And we talk about art,…
She serves the warmest smile, and pulls a perfect pint, her eyes like a goddess. Like Dionysus. Red wine in abundance, warm in texture and plentiful by the…
Tabloid revelations, the nation shocked, no surprise:- ‘Blair secret promise to Bush on Iraq Invasion’ On my table, a newspaper, a gin and tonic, and a tin of…