The Lost and (Never) Found by Glynn Burridge Comes a time in most’ our lives When bad luck does the rounds Life no more’n a ruined house With pieces all around That’s when you gotta keep it real Get yourself […]
Chapter 4 Handforth descended to the ocean floor with the silken embrace of its tepid waters coursing beneath the membrane of his dive-suit. Visibility was very good, excellent even; something he was coming to take for granted from the Indian […]
Philos and the Russians One of my stand-out memories of Philos was the time in April 1989, when Rosemary sent him down to D’arros with me and on a strict diet, far from the temptations of home. Things started off […]
By the time I returned to D’arros, the pace of life had sped up considerably and it was decided we would need someone with basic medical knowledge on the island. I volunteered to go into training. Until then, the closest […]
