Captain Boris Picklefox

The sirens wailed. “Thirty seconds until self destruct.” Captain Boris Picklefox stared, wide-eyed, at the blinking console. He knew that he knew which button to press in precisely this situation; he’d been shown at the start of his first week in charge of the Galactic Cruiser and every second Wednesday since. He extended an arm […]

Greg, Jimmy, John, Pete and I

It began like any other, civilised, night out. A few beers, a glass or four of Pinot and several shots later, things took a turn. Gregory started it. He’d just started randomly singing to himself. That’s when Jimmy picked up the lute and began belting out this awesome riff. Did you know Jimbob played the […]