ASAS: Survival of the Fittest–Chapter Nine

The message was passed to all that they’d be on the move soon. There were protests, as was expected; however, nobody was going to argue with the fact that staying was simply untenable if the town was about to be reclaimed by the undead. Jay confirmed that they’d be leaving around sunrise the next day … Continue reading ASAS: Survival of the Fittest–Chapter Nine

ASAS: Survival of the Fittest–Chapter Eight

It was extremely fortunate that Ryan and Kas recognised the path they’d walked along a few days earlier. An orienteering sign with a gnarled tree trunk stump nearby was the giveaway. From that point they knew the town was only an hour’s walk away or so. The number of lurchers had reduced greatly since Ryan’s … Continue reading ASAS: Survival of the Fittest–Chapter Eight

ASAS: Survival of the Fittest–Chapter Five

Ryan held his breath. The sound of shuffling feet and the occasional throaty growl could still be heard. At least they weren’t hammering on the side of the shack anymore. He looked across the room towards the shivering Kas whose breathing was becoming increasingly laboured. That was all he needed, to soon be sharing the … Continue reading ASAS: Survival of the Fittest–Chapter Five

ASAS: Survival of the Fittest–Chapter Four

“I can’t have you taking the piss again like you did this morning. It’s bad enough you drank a whole litre of gin after me saying the alcohol’s to be rationed without this morning’s antics to go with it.” Ryan couldn’t bring himself to look into Jay’s face. As much as he liked the man, … Continue reading ASAS: Survival of the Fittest–Chapter Four

Is Multiculturalism the Death of British Culture?

The UK in 2018 is a place of great variation. Walk into Manchester city centre and you’ll be greeted by an array of different faces, creeds, and colours; sights, sounds, and smells. It’s a very British city with a very multicultural heartbeat. There are street markets serving all kinds of food from around the world. … Continue reading Is Multiculturalism the Death of British Culture?

RIP Freedom of Expression

I write this piece in the aftermath of a rather sensitive event, but it’s an event that has really triggered me albeit not in the way most people have been triggered. If you live in the UK then you’ll be very aware of the quite shocking fire at Grenfell Tower on 14th June 2017 that … Continue reading RIP Freedom of Expression

We Will Remember Them (Whether You Like It or Not!)

I begin this post in the aftermath of seeing a short albeit very provocative video on Facebook about how Remembrance Day, the Poppy Appeal, and the Royal British Legion are racist and should be banned/disbanded. I was going to post something else today, but this definitely takes precedence. First of all, I’ll go into a … Continue reading We Will Remember Them (Whether You Like It or Not!)

Paul.E.Bailey’s World–Destiny Vs Desire

There was a post recently on a Facebook fiction writers group that I’m part of. The poster asked if we thought we were inherently destined to be writers or was it more a case of choosing that path out of curiosity. A good question. It led me to ponder the question further on a grander … Continue reading Paul.E.Bailey’s World–Destiny Vs Desire

Paul.E.Bailey’s World – Calling Papua New Guinea

Title image includes images from Smartraveller and Wikipedia. From the top I would just like to say that this post is nothing but a whole bunch of nonsense and I am literally only writing it for the sake of doing so because it’s in my head. I recently purchased the game Dead Island for my … Continue reading Paul.E.Bailey’s World – Calling Papua New Guinea

Paul.E.Bailey’s World – Politiczzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…

I hate politics. No; I really fucking hate politics! What a load of utter bunkum! I’m certain there are things that bore me more, but I’m honestly struggling to think of what they are at this particular moment. Whenever I see somebody posting about anything political on social media, no matter the format, I can … Continue reading Paul.E.Bailey’s World – Politiczzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…