The little girl stood and looked out of the window from the second floor of the large hospital in which her mother was a patient, her mother had been in the hospital for nearly two years.  This day she wore a tartan skirt, red hand-knit jumper and a red...

Captain Peter Graves clung desperately to consciousness as his crippled F/A-18E fighter plunged from the skies above Iraq. He had been hit by a ground to air missile, as he returned from a bombing run on an ISLE-held village in the north of the country. He...

Bottle ‘o Rum   “Fairfield” was every boy’s dream. “Fairfield” was my grandparents’ dairy farm at Bald Hills, Queensland, Australia. Although only 20 km by railway from Brisbane, in the late 1940s early 1950s, Bald Hills was an isolated settlement...

The Toy Soldier By Russell Perry It’s difficult to say exactly when I started to remember my other family. However, I do recall that I was four years old when I told my mother about them for the first time. As adults, we remember snippets of our life as...

A Morning Talk Poor George. He loved sitting out here like this, soaking up the warmth. It was always great – old George and me, side by side. A couple of old fogies together, just sitting here. And enjoying. At times, he’d turn and look at me - as if to...