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Second Life 13 (Part two)
　
Our chartered plane had been grounded in Manilla with engine trouble and the local production company had hastily sent out another one.
It was not, however, approved by our oil company.
Like all global concerns, they had very strict H&S rules and their employees could only travel on boats, planes or trains certified and approved by them.
There were supposed to be five of us flying – myself, my art director Geoff, our client Pons ...

Second Life (13) Part 1
　
　
As you can see, I ain’t superstitious. Not much, anyway.
I may make the sign of the cross now and then before embarking on some risky business like crossing the road at rush hour or handing over my debit card when I know I’m well over-drawn, but that’s religion, not witchcraft.
(You may debate the difference elsewhere, please.)
Even so, even so.
I still clutched my lucky knee-slider* before the start of last year’s ...

Second Life (12)
　
"Damn. I wish I hadn’t done that." Regrettably, we all have at some point in our lives. Opened one’s mouth too soon, posted that letter, sent that email or text; written in haste, in anger or intoxication. (Usually the last, in my case.)
Only to awake the next day with an inexplicable feeling of impending doom, which rapidly became quite explicable as the events of the previous night came hurtling back.
It’s even more common these days, ...

Second Life is taking a short break due to ill health.

If you have been, thank you for reading.

Second Life (11)
　
　
Tell me a story, asked the boy who wouldn’t go away. The man stared deeply into his glass.
No. I’ve told you enough today.
Tell me another one, the boy persisted. Tell me about the tiger and the goat.
I’ve already told you that one, replied the man. He wiped the sweat from his brow and out of his eyes. When he opened them again, the boy was still there, silent and patient.
The same fat, blue fly which had kept him company ...