Michael James Treacy

A shady nook with a favourite book

A retired septuagenarian, Michael James Treacy lives in idyllic bliss with Mrs Treaclechops, and spends his time in literary, artistic and horticultural endeavours. He has a wonky leg, a dicky ticker and a dizzy head. 

A working life spanning 50 years included such disciplines as soldier, sales engineer, design engineer, estimator, buyer, quality manager and project manager. He was glad of a good sit-down at the end of it all. 

He’s had poems and short stories published in various magazines and anthologies, and has been working on his debut sci-fi novel for about 10 years, and hopes to finish it before his 100th birthday.

Humour

Emotion

Serendipity

What are you on about?

Not sure myself.

They don't realise I'm from the planet Zroppion.

Happy to live till I die

Although initially heartbroken, I was grateful my courtship with Ursula Ashkettle in the '67 summer of love ended in failure. Her love was never free.

Somewhere in Time by John Barry

Anywhere in nature

I'd go back to when our ancestors were still living in trees, but dreaming of life on the African savannah.

Everyone should read your words

I like an English rhyme or two and Scottish lassies fair... I like the way that Welshmen sing and how Irish ladies swear

Secrets

As a young man, I worked in army intelligence.

As a middle-aged man, I won £5,000,000 worth of export business.

As an old man, I was published in the same anthology as Bob Dylan, Leonard Cohen and Benjamin Zephaniah.

When You're Not Reading Me

Where The Crawdads Sing by Delia Owens

A Kestrel for a Knave by Barry Hines

The Day of the Triffids by John Wyndham

What's On My Bedside Table

A bottle of holy water for things that go bump in the night.

A tin hat for when Vladimir Putin reaches the final stage of madness.

A book entitled, 'My Greatest Achievements' by Donald Trump for when I need a good laugh.

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