‘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
‘The class will now write 500 words each on the subject of learning.’ Announced Mr Braintree. ‘Smith! Why are you not writing anything?’ ‘Please, sir, my mind’s a blank.’ ‘It is patently obvious boy to all assembled that you have managed with great logic and precision to describe the mind that God provided for you!’ … Continue reading Learning
We heard the sound again this morning; a high pitched whirring noise like a giant bee caught in an empty honey basket, although it is more menacing than that. I think back to what Pasca told us - that he saw something odd in our sky when he was fishing off the rocks near the … Continue reading In the mist (2)
Pete followed the old drovers track up the hillside, past the cottages for a hundred yards or so until he reached a flat section next to a ruined barn. He backed the old Land Rover in close between the barn and some bushes.With the muddy, old Defender looking indistinguishable from the local farmer’s vehicles, he … Continue reading In the mist
Dear David, I read your letter with interest and will answer as honestly as I can. At first I was surprised that you had contacted me by letter but it obviously makes sense. You complain that you are not sleeping well and are suffering a degree of paranoia. I have to disagree with your diagnosis … Continue reading The letter (3)
The rooks cawed from their nests on high, breaking the silence of the crisp cold morning while the blue sky was only interrupted by long bare branches above, stirring gently in the breeze. On the woodland floor, nothing moved in the dank leaf-mould, save an odd fern or blade of grass patterned by a frost … Continue reading Lost
Dear Mrs Hollindrake, I hope you are feeling a little better. You did look pasty when we saw you but you had just taken an unfortunate tumble down a flight of stairs! Shame what you’re missing though. We sailed on Wednesday morning after saying goodbye to you the night before, do you remember? Perhaps not; … Continue reading The letter (2)
Dear parents I know you probably won’t read this letter…I wouldn’t know where to send it anyway and for all I know, you’re no longer in the land of the living. If you were ever to read this, it would probably come as a surprise to you, seeing as it’s been, what, over 20 years … Continue reading The letter
