Cat Amongst the Pigeons
It had started out the perfect summers day, with families pick-nicking on the banks of the river Avon just outside Bristol, but the peace was about to be rudely broken.Continue reading→
Big Joe
“Here about the restaurant on the moon? Great food, no atmosphere”.
“A soldier survived mustard gas in battle and then pepper spray by the police, he’s now a seasoned veteran”.Continue reading→
Biding His Time
On the day of Stephen’s enlistment, he arrived at the main gate of the naval college HMS St Vincent, carrying a battered leather suitcase of belongings and a heart full of trepidation.Continue reading→
Better Safe Than Sorry
Gena cowed in the corner, afraid to move, her breathing slowed to just a murmur.
The twelve-year-old thought, oh my god, she’s drunk again.Continue reading→
Asking for Trouble
They said he was asking for trouble…….. as if he had any choice in the matter.
Trouble drew him into its orbit like the pull of a rogue planet.Continue reading→
A Sign of the Times
Daniel had a passion for collecting litter and was working his way along main street when something caught his eye. Hoisted high in the old oak tree, something was fluttering away as if fighting to free itself.Continue reading→
Mrs Stamford
Mrs Stamford As a five-year old Tom thought Mrs Stamford ancient, at least a hundred. He would like to have told her “You’re a little scary sometimes, you know that”, but of course he didn’t. We never know what to expect when we enter a building or room but when it came to the house…Continue reading→
Wheels of Memory
Remembering is a chair that is hard to sit still in, along the twisting backroads of my mind. It was years ago but I remember it like yesterday, leaning into the still, sunlit morning, waiting for the boy to breathe life back into me.Continue reading→
The Winchester
‘I’ve done everything I ever wanted in life,’ thought Earnest, as he tended his beloved rose garden. At 83 he was remarkably fit, considering his significant waistline and all the cigar and pipe smoking he’d enjoyed over the years.Continue reading→
The Grandfather Clock
My father stood in the hallway, still as a tin soldier, gazing at the grandfather clock. The clock looked back at him suspiciously.Continue reading→