Time drags on. Sandal season comes to a close. Rhubarb Branca slams his palm on the bar. He is a pest, a disturbance, a regular whom all the staff despise, who sinks the hearts and crashes the smiles of youngsters and vets alike. “ANOTHER ONE!” Bellows Branca. Chazz Turmeric, white-teed, bearded, gold chained and snap-backed,Continue reading “THE GRIND”