Category Archives: Short Stories

SIGNALS

SIGNALS   There he is again……. I’ve walked this walk for more than 35 years with all our family dogs, a mile from the house into a beautiful wild park, though we walk in several other places.  The retirement home, subtle but too isolated from Read More

Last Straw

LAST STRAW   They’ve walked for twelve  miles through luscious Windermere in the Lake District and Nick is done in. “Sheila, I’m trying, but I’m shagged out.” His Australian partner is amazed. “Come on, Nick,  only another three miles to go, mate, you can do Read More

Aberdeen

ABERDEEN   Aberdeen is full of charity shops. The British Heart Foundation, Save the Children, Oxfam, Shelter, all have a big presence there. Margot goes into the PDSA one day, they’re asking for volunteers, it’s the nearest to her and she can walk there in Read More

BIG BLONDE

    “I can still pull them,” the neighbour says over the fence as our young gardener hops into his truck and toots goodbye.  She turns her gaze on him into a little pout. His civil nod to her is taken as a sign he Read More

BRUSSELS

Short, no-dialogue piece for the April 2016 TCWG competition   BRUSSELS   They wander into a café, sit down. An hour and a half of inhaling the Magritte exhibition has given them a thirst. There are two others there finishing their meal, lolling in the Read More

Other Voices

PEANUT BUTTER AND JELLO

PEANUT BUTTER AND JELLO (on the topic of SECRETS)   ‘….so…. what d’ye want in ye sandwiches? We’ve got cheese or ham.’ “We want peanut butter with jello.” “We don’t have peanut butter, sorry – what’s jello then?” The B&B lady is anxious, trying to Read More

Latitude 1 N 16: Longitude 103 E 51

TCWG entry for July 2015 – An ocean voyage  –  WINNER Latitude 1 N 16: Longitude 103 E 51   For a few weeks, the word ‘disembarkation’ keeps popping up (black capitals on a huge white board) in Margot’s mind. She is used to random Read More

DUST THOU ART

TCWG competition June 2015 – Topic “Heaven Sent”   DUST THOU ART A soft Sunday morning at the end of April.   A parcel of warm air passes over the notoriously cold North Sea, which is just beginning the annual effort to warm up. The wind Read More

BEIRUT

 Winner Telegraph Creative Writing Group January 2015     The party is not yet in full swing. A fellow joins the small group and asks Margot,  “Hey, how about a game of tennis?”  It amazes her that people constantly ask that question. Do they see Read More