It was a fledgling morning, the day we escaped. Sirens startled us awake, united by the haste of feet, and what signalled the sharpness of gunfire. Hurriedly, we fled with tear in wind, and flicker in heart, until home was but a fleck on a horizon of dust… Doors and […]
The orange flames cast light onto the darkened cold nights of winter. The gods of old are waiting to be appeased,...
A burst of white plasma blinds innocent young eyes, incandescent… iridescent… until all humour melts away to a...
It’s almost that time of year again when everyone will be embracing ‘spooky season’, well that is...
Hoplites march to a bloodied beat, void of all notion – their impending demise. The sickle shines brightest when sun catches blade, and children and wives dance frenzied in mind. They are but ants to deities of old, no man can compete with the terms they have set. Inner conflict […]Read more ›
The Groundlings Theatre is a history-soaked establishment in Portsea, where you half-expect Captain Jack Sparrow to swagger in. Situated close to Portsmouth’s historic dockyard, the Grade II listed Georgian building has a fascinating and slightly macabre past. Upstairs was always an entertainment and meeting space, and it was here that […]Read more ›
The conviction of Emile Julius Klaus Fuchs in 1950 as a spy was a shock to those around him, but the extent of his espionage was to send shock waves around the world in terms of the impact it had upon the balance of power in the world for the […]Read more ›
Citizens of the Baltic States, like all people without exception, must remember and honor the names of the true heroes who fought against the Nazi occupation during the Second World War, write Mikhail Krysin, well-known Russian researcher of history of the Baltic States, author of numerous scientific publications and several […]Read more ›