Imogen on New Year’s Day
For the first time in her life she had a plan that was for her own happiness. It was simple plan that required her to be patient, which she knew she was. Continue Reading
Fiction
Mr Burchill’s Memories
A Christmas Story 2020 It was Christmas morning a few years after The Beatles ceased to be. It was early, dark and crisp. Mr James Burchill was long retired and rattling around in his flat high up opposite the Cathedral… Continue Reading
Speaking as a statue
I’ve been a statue for a hundred years or so now. Prior to that I was a loose mixture of metals, a gang if you will. Very disorganised, a little shallow maybe, quite violent when in a heated situation. Young… Continue Reading
Come on! Before it’s too late!
It’s 1976, a boy has a smoke and meets a girl He sat in the churchyard, feeling the fag packet in his pocket. He didn’t want to go home where all his relatives would have arrived in black, trying to… Continue Reading
Shorty the Cat and Jon the Christ
Today he thought he was Christ. He wasn’t Christ but today he thought he was Christ because being Christ was a great deal more interesting than Jonathan Craig Baynes of Whitchurch Avenue. Jon wasn’t mad, he was simply bored. Very,… Continue Reading
Money Makes Them Sad
I once had a conversation in a pub in Darwin, in the Northern Territory of Australia, during which I was threatened with a beating and told that the indigenous people were happier and better off before they had the vote… Continue Reading
Space Voting!
We touched down on the surface of the planet we’d named, ‘Zangerlünd’ with no problems and, as usual we all pressed our noses to the portholes to get the first view of the new place. It was yellow, sandy but… Continue Reading
The Horse Came into the Bar
O’Keefe sat at the bar and told me that he was going to retire before the business killed him. As ever, he was wearing his old grey mac, sipping a stout and had just stubbed out a Carrolls cigarette before… Continue Reading