The story so far: the eponymous character, Martin Lunsford, and his friend Mick Downs have been involved in a hit and run on their ways home from their social club in a small city in the south of … Read the rest
So, what about Glastonbury or some small village in Vietnam where the brutality is glazed over with warm spirituality and the illusion that the real world occurs in the in the other side of the planet?
Having quite clearly gone insane, Russell had called me over to the house to show me just how low he’d sunk and how he was very definitely not coming back and he was taking us all with him. Honestly … Read the rest
Janette walked in the kitchen. She walked and walked. She walked around the kitchen looking for beer. Her kitchen as was. Changes had been made, she had to admit that they were all good changes too. That admission
Let me introduce you to Mike. Solid Mike. Michael doesn’t like to make a fuss. He doesn’t understand what all the fuss is about. Mike’s favourite phrase, a phrase he stands by, a phrase for … Read the rest
Money was blowing all over the street in front of the bank. It was blowing all over the street in front of the store and the school. Money was blowing all up Grant Avenue, down Sills Street, and money was … Read the rest
Posted on By Tim SmithComments Off on Lembit Scheidlen and his Wife Elika
Lembit Scheidlen shut the back door, walked into his kitchen, took off and hung up his black coat and bowler hat, set a bottle of water and a small cup on his table. He rolled up his sleeves, stood at … Read the rest
Posted on By Tim SmithComments Off on The Restaurant Review
Of course the bloody space fleet had restaurants on their swankier space ships and space stations. Of course the space newspaper had a reviewer who visited the restaurants during times of peace or diplomacy. Of course the cuisine was usually … Read the rest
Posted on By Tim SmithComments Off on The Day Goes On
He imagined he was Christ, he wasn’t Christ but he imagined he was Christ because being Christ was a great deal more interesting than being Jonathan Craig Brewster Baynes of Whitchurch Avenue. Jon wasn’t mad, he was simply bored. Very, … Read the rest
Posted on By Tim SmithComments Off on All at Sea What Larks!
The dour cloisters of Rimmington Hall rang with excitement. Cleaning, dusting, painting, polishing, rejuvenating were the orders for the day; the young master was coming home. For the first time in four years the curtains were not drawn, the fires … Read the rest
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