Peter Rogerson : Writing

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE: LEOTARD ANGELS

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE: LEOTARD ANGELS

A Chapter by Peter Rogerson


The clones in black leotards aren't necessarily what they seem to be....
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX: REVELATIONS

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX: REVELATIONS

A Chapter by Peter Rogerson


Talk of clones and evil and a bad, bad man...
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN: DRAWING TOWARDS AN END

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN: DRAWING TOWARDS AN END

A Chapter by Peter Rogerson


Anne Boleyn becomes the woman she should have been and the Janiror takes conrol of Stroggleoff (with the help of Miss Bustthruster.
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT: GOODBYE SCRUMBLENOSE

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT: GOODBYE SCRUMBLENOSE

A Chapter by Peter Rogerson


Griselda gains her qualifications at University the easy way
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE: A REVEREND'S DEMISE

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE: A REVEREND'S DEMISE

A Chapter by Peter Rogerson


Drawing an end to the debauched career of the Reverend Thybottom
THE GIMBOLS

THE GIMBOLS

A Poem by Peter Rogerson


When you just can't get to sleep at night....
NOT MUCH TO SAY

NOT MUCH TO SAY

A Poem by Peter Rogerson


I met my wonderful wife when we were in our sixties and I couldn't have bettered that meeting, not ever....
MEANDERING THOUGHTS

MEANDERING THOUGHTS

A Poem by Peter Rogerson


We'll always be together, my lady love and me....
TOO LATE

TOO LATE

A Poem by Peter Rogerson


It's been above fifty years since my own mother died and I'm still haunted by regrets...
TIMES PAST

TIMES PAST

A Poem by Peter Rogerson


There's a sad, sad gulf between youth and age....