Bob’s Banter by Robert Clements

A poem that fascinated me in my school days was Alfred Lord Tennyson’s The Charge of the Light Brigade. “Forward, […]

“Did you always thrash your children?” I asked an elderly father. “Of course not!” he replied indignantly. “I only used

The White Bearded Chief and his deputy, the Bald Round Head, walked solemnly towards the edge of the village. “We

Many years ago, as a youngster, I watched a powerful priest praying in church. His eyes were closed. His hands

“Oh dear,” I whispered as the news came in, “the antinationals have won!” A gentleman sitting beside me nearly dropped

My neighbour bought a robot vacuum cleaner. “It cleans the house all by itself,” he announced proudly. The next week

I visited the Lincoln Zoo in the US today. As I was walking past the cages, I heard a voice,

Have we all gone blind? Or is it only our young people whose eyes are still open? As students pour

Every parent knows there comes a moment when raising your voice no longer works. The child grows taller, develops opinions,

When news emerged that Sonam Wangchuk, had allegedly been taken forcibly to hospital after his prolonged hunger strike, I found