On a normal Sunday when I was 14, and still relatively normal too, a daydream descended while I sat bored to death slouched at the dining room table. It was this: That future, mature, well-balanced adult me would have a Kid. Not just any kid — The Kid. A beautiful halo-soaked...

How do you find your people? Your target audience? Meet their needs? And keep meeting their needs?...

Time to honour our gradely hill – Council Chap Puts Pike In Chorley – with a reading by Frank Speak in the local dialect. #LancashireDay ...

For all the lost souls and people who have died defending life. A remembrance poem for Remembrance Day. ...

On the 27th of October every year, for her birthday, the Internet rises up in honour of the American poet novelist and short-story writer Sylvia Plath. ...

I have a friend who can turn tears into wine Who can make people laugh when it is sadly their time...