He had fallen over in the tunnel, his nerves tremulous, his hands wobbly. His ailing heart thumping Continue reading “The Tunnel – By Roderick Waller”
The Tunnel – By Roderick Waller
Mele Bay Wave, Vanuatu – by Roderick Waller
It must have been fourteen metres high, its crest folding in on itself, like galloping seahorses. Continue reading “Mele Bay Wave, Vanuatu – by Roderick Waller”
El Dorado – by Roderick Waller
“Home is where you hang your hat,” my old mate Des would say.
He was right, but I was tired of being a gypsy, upping goods and chattels on a whim Continue reading “El Dorado – by Roderick Waller”
Jackaroo in the Flinders Ranges – by Roderick Waller
There I was in Rundle Street Mall, Adelaide, at Mrs. Mac’s guesthouse. I’d been there for a year, wasting and drinking, when I saw a job ad in the Adelaide Courier. Continue reading “Jackaroo in the Flinders Ranges – by Roderick Waller”
Yorkshire Winter – by Roderick Waller
Jack, good black dog
Down cow lane
And me with thick socks Continue reading “Yorkshire Winter – by Roderick Waller”