A story about the Rabbi’s son who swore

A story about the Rabbi’s son who swore

My novel ‘I used to be dead’, about 4 naughty kids is set in 28 AD in Israel during the rule of the Roman Emperor Tiberius. Authenticity demanded I visit the country to investigate the old places like Capernaum, taste local foods, see the families celebrating Sabbath...
A story about how I became a storyteller

A story about how I became a storyteller

One winter’s evening meal set my destiny as a storyteller. I was six. Embarrassing dark secret My big brothers didn’t like me. Who could blame them? I was their embarrassing dark secret. Our mother became pregnant with me as an old lady of 39 when they were 9 and 12....
A story about acorns and oaks

A story about acorns and oaks

You are ten times BIGGER than you think This story illustrates ways in which you are ten times better than you think. You are a whole lot bigger. In many cases, up to ten times bigger. If you are anything like the man in this story, you might be 500 times bigger. I...
A story about finishing the race

A story about finishing the race

I’m grateful. Lots of you have written in to say you appreciated the idea about asking your team or family about how you can be a better person. It’s certainly a clue about how to finish well. However one unhappy camper wrote: Thanks a lot Mr Colin Pearce, Last...
A story about hope in a maternity wing.

A story about hope in a maternity wing.

There’s always hope. I am sitting in a hospital lounge. I’m waiting to collect a friend I’ve brought in for a brief procedure for which he needs an anaesthetic and consequently needs someone to take him home. He’s aging. So am I. Right there in front of me...