They had encouraging, cosy names, like The Gnashing Jaws of Death, Terminator, and Oblivion. “If you go in, don’t let go of your paddle! Swim left, away from the wall,” yelled the instructor as we approached. This one was called Morning Glory. Paddling furiously, we entered the rapid, launched into space, and... Bounce! I was in the water. Sucked down, and surrounded by a seething mass, I struggled vainly against a force,...

Eons ago, when I was young, I lived in submarines. For someone who loves the mountains, it was a silly place to be. I was in an unhealthy space, and close to a nervous breakdown. I spent a lot of time wondering what life was all about. In the end, I decided it didn’t matter. I did, however, come to a conclusion. When I am near the end, and am asked, ‘Have you done the things you wish to do?'  I want to answer, ‘Yes!’ Or a...

The supportive and cosy camaraderie accomplished by the ten friendly astronauts on the space ship was an incredible achievement. Floating free inside their distant home, their stories were a celebration of mutual understanding and co-operation for the world to admire.

A murky Autumn surrounds us, a bleak, plague-ridden Winterfast approaching. What happened to Summer?I hear you ask.Good question. Don’t you remember?We already had it!Pah! When? In Spring, of course.Now, now -don’t get cross. The world is changing.Didn’t you know?The past is done. Is there no hope, then?Ah, do not despair, my friend!For there is always hope. Look around you.Do you not see it?Are you immune to its power? L...