Paul Andrew Sneddon

Rugby Park, May 2026 Drinking a pint of Pepsi max.Changed days now. Plate of ham and chips, A fried egg and HP sauce. Cup of tea, I’m done. Pull on my hat and scarf. Two pairs of socks, big coat. Going to the football in May. Hugill got the double, Lowery hit a rocket. WeContinue reading

Sunday

The congregation filed out. Grey hairs and suits. Alex looked at the faces. Same faces every Sunday for fifty years. Look the same, but like they sat too near the fire and they melted just a little bit. A few faces missing. More than a few, but what can you do. That’s the way itContinue reading “Sunday”

Minor Key Life

I walked to the Post Box this morning.Someone had taped it closed.Is this a protest? Or just someone being a prick. I walked home. She asked “what you got against minor key songs?” Me? She started laughing. “You live a minor key life” “Thanks” The sunlight cut through the hall while the radio played.I wasContinue reading “Minor Key Life”

Three Cats

The rain cleared and the three cats lay sleeping in the sun. They had found some shelter behind the wall, away from the cool breeze blowing from the Atlantic. The boy sat amongst them and sneezed. The ginger cat lifted his head. Opened his eyes. And immediately went back to sleep. While the black catContinue reading “Three Cats”

Moments

Moments I sit for a while and just enjoy the music. They are playing a blues in A. Bobby points to another guitar and to me. I pick up and put the guitar strap over my shoulder. I touch the strings; it’s mic’d up. Through a little distortion pedal. I’ll be where the music isContinue reading “Moments”