Strange Brew

I haven’t written here much since that murder on the beach, an assassination of a young life guard, that I wrote about several months ago. The “holidays”, that special time of joy and wonderment that I find increasingly depressing as years roll by, robbed me of some inspiration, but more than that, I’m trying to get my head around some of the changes here that seem to flow from that horrific incident. Has this place changed or have I changed, and does it make any difference? As the man said, better to see a single place through a thousand pairs of eyes than to see a thousand places through a single pair of eyes. Continue reading

Stacy Taylor

Radio maverick, writer, escape artist