Micro-Rhubarbs
“That should be in the book” or, “I don’t remember that chapter” are periodically asked when I bring an old island tale into conversation.
“Endless”, I reply, “Up there with War & Peace were I to write all three decades worth of rhubarbs; I had to be selective”. But it did get me thinking, there are perhaps indeed a few I should have put down and the result was to come up with this compromise. Posting them on the Comet before dementia looses them forever, and as a sort of monthly chore to keep me out of mischief. So here we go, kicking off so to speak, with the first chapter…
