He eased himself into the corner by the fire. It was early, the lunchtime rush had yet to materialise and he was able to command a cosy spot. A smile and a nod to the barmaid produced a pint of best with the foaming head just as he liked it. He took a sip and … Continue reading The Raven in the Tower
‘Hi gorgeous, how are you?’ --- ‘It’s me, Ryan.’ --- ‘Yeah, great. I’m fine, thanks, Sylvie. Thought I’d just catch up, you know, see how you were.’ --- ‘I don’t know that many gorgeous girls…in fact, I’ve never met anyone quite like you before.’ --- ‘Well, of course, I’ve met other superficially attractive young ladies … Continue reading (Half) A Conversation
Something at the back of the house caught Larry’s eye; he didn’t know what but it caused him to pause. He had meant to turn off the tap at the kitchen wall where he was filling watering cans after school, but despite himself, he had to look again. It was the scarecrow - the scarecrow … Continue reading Larry’s eye (2)
The day had started well enough for Larry, considering he’d been out most of the night. He’d heaved himself out of bed at 11.00, scratched and farted and waddled off to the bathroom to finish the job. As he shaved, he vaguely remembering enjoying the favours of Sukie at some stage in the night, before … Continue reading Larry’s eye
