Biology is messy.
Physics is pure.
Mostly.
First One
I remember the first one I slept with.
I remember the first one I killed.
Thanks to the plague both were on the same night… both were in the same place… and both were the same person.
The Unordinary Pig
Today’s story and image are by two very special guest stars…
The story was written by my daughter Katie, aged just 10…
And the (now pimped up) drawing to go with it was created by my daughter Isla, also aged just 10…
Never Gone
Those who have passed on are never fully gone…
…every time we speak of them they stay tied to us…
…and some of them are getting damn angry about it!
The Wedding Weatherman
No one can possibly predict the weather two years in advance…
…can they?
And if they can… what else can they see?
Everyone Out
Angels return to the control room for the first time in hundreds of years.
But they aren’t worried. It’s not like humanity will have got out of control…
…is it?
Morning After
We’ve all been there…
…waking up the next morning and slowly remembering the night before…
…but I guarantee you’ve never had a morning after like this!
Last Message
It had left the entire Universe far behind…
…but there was still time for one last message…
Magic Trumps Science
They came from nowhere.
No one is safe.
And no one can beat them. Can they?
Footsteps
She lives one day at a time, but aeons pass between each of her days.
What will she see?
And who will she meet?