• Short stories

    IT ALL STARTS WITH A DREAM…

     This story began here, or to be more precise, much earlier.  When my father, as a six year old schoolboy, was sitting next to a map of Czechoslovakia in his classroom and was contemplating the strangeness of the name Velky Blh. As it was at eye level on the map, it was almost inevitable that his gaze landed on the name several times a day. At the age of six, he hoped to travel there one day. He could not have known that the future love of his life, my mother aged 4 at the time, was playing with dolls,…

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    PRIVATE HAPPINESS

     My life is like being on a rollercoaster, racing at the speed of light. Either soaring high with joy or feeling nauseous. My brain is pounding: cash flows, campaigns, meetings and presentations followed by pictures, stories and ideas, some pizza…