Category Archives: Mark

Natura naturans (2/3) – Take a wolf

Photo: JOOIN Creative Commons The word “Ridiculous” resounded across the barbecue table. George was now in a tricky situation. Should he continue to engage with his lively guest? Of course, after all, for George, engagement was the highest form of … Continue reading

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Natura naturans (1/3) – Shattered into pieces

Artwork by Enrique Cropper The fifth week of COVID confinement had just begun and Belgium was in lockdown. It was a fine April evening and George sat looking out from the terrace, towards his favourite part of the garden, where … Continue reading

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My Land is your Land

Artwork by Enrique Cropper “I first heard the story of George’s grandfather, Frank, in the summer of 1990, at one of his famous garden barbecues” je racontais, déjà regrettant de m’être porté volontaire pour faire, en anglais, un speech ‘d’un … Continue reading

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The Neighbour from Hell (Part 2)

Artwork by Enrique Cropper The next day George stepped out of the lift, as usual, and ambled down the corridor towards his office. The ‘Please keep this door closed at all times’ sign on the door of Archive 9D greeted … Continue reading

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The Neighbour from Hell (part 1)

Artwork by Enrique Cropper Why sit there thinking of the past Recounting empty days, gone past, hé hé hé (Becaud) “Another grey day in Brussels. Yes, a typical Belgian summer, eh” chuntered one nameless colleague to another, as the lift … Continue reading

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