Who is Jack Treasure?

In this non-fiction anthology, twenty authors and poets (including me) celebrate the ones who got away and the ones they were lucky enough to get away from. These relationships may not have ended in marriage, but they have provided us with entertaining stories. Join us as we share our…

Just to show that time has no meaning for me and if I wish to continue a series of events with a seven year gap in between, as if nothing has happened, I will. Therefore, in 2014, I rode to France for lunch for the day. More accurately, I…

“You can’t ride to Edinburgh for lunch”, I was told. When I responded that yes, I could and indeed had ridden to Edinburgh for lunch that very weekend on a BMW Megamoto my protagonist got a bit flustered. Apparently he didn’t mean that it was impossible, but that I…

My father’s mother, Granny Young to me, “Hetty” to her husband Jack, full name Clarissa Henrietta Young was an extraordinary woman.  Before she married my Grandfather she worked as a cook in a large country house. She was a demon in the kitchen. My parents were often away at…

Back in the early 2000’s or “Naughties” as we used to say, I was resident in ‘that London’ and enjoying a delicious period of not working. This will come as no surprise to those that know me. I’d quit my lucrative but dull job working for Philips electronics and…

One thing I’ve never been big on, is the universally accepted truth about, well, pretty much anything. I’ve seen way too much to sign up for that nonsense. The universally accepted truth about supermotards is that you can’t ride one for more than a few hours each day and…

Submitted for an anthology of non-fiction pieces and poetry to be published by Sue Bavey in February 2025