“Think, think, think”

He had always been told by his mother to think before he acted. “Think once, so you don’t have to think twice” she had said. “Think, think, think, boys and girls” had been the cry of Mrs Simpson, his year 9 teacher. A person whose bra made visible ruts across her back as it grimly […]

The Gods are no longer among us

I grew up in a different world populated with a different culture to that of my children. It’s not simply because of such superficial change agents as the internet or mobile phones. Yes, the world does seem faster and I do sometimes wonder how we ever survived without google as our immediate, ever present brain. […]

I open my eyes

I open my eyes. The ceiling is covered in cork tiles that appear to have been there for a while. A dried up water stain spreads across a number of tiles. I wonder when that happened. There are no paintings or pictures on the walls, no pictures of recognisable faces anywhere, no mirror. The room […]

Under the brick

The following extract comes from the last few entries of a diary I found under a brick at 23 Victoria Grove. We had just moved in and I was cleaning up the front yard. Date: Wednesday, 12 October, 2011 It’s funny how these things happen. You suddenly lose both parents in an accident and then […]

A funny thing happened

“I don’t know,” she said to the young male shop assistant who was offering to supersize her drink. “I don’t really want twice as much. I don’t think I would be able to drink that much.” “Well,” said the young male assistant looking around to make sure no one could hear him. “I could help […]