Written by Callum Featherstone   The dying embers, of the summer-sun, lay, like barbecue coals,  underfoot. It’s been one hell – of a season, peppered; with grief-stricken – condiments,  and, gruesome – herbs. Parties, and, meetings, where sapient meat, became disturbed. Flame flashes rashers, shanks, loins, and, many rarer cuts. Heart-shaped burgers; bitten, burning, and, […]

One Hell Of A summer