Masters tales

The Snail

It was in there, somewhere... At first I noticed a few slime trails on the carpet. But after a time I realised that the small creature was still around. The trails went from my dog's chews, to the door and to my desk. Not the computer desk but the drawing desk. I was happy to… Continue reading The Snail

Masters tales


Sometime it hits me. Then I notice that it has been building up slowly until I am overwhelmed. Normally it happens when I am stressed and worried. It never happens when I feel happy and secure, but I guess that is to be expected. So, at the moment I'm going through a massive amount of… Continue reading Doubt