The day his partner left, Janek threw himself into shifting his other love, his piano, around the cottage. He had no idea why. Was he trying to ensure he wasn’t alone? Did he count the instrument as company? Was it more than his work, a tool, something he played? Maybe more like a colleague? Eventually … More Farewell to the Dunes
I never found out why she did it. Rumours abounded from Bella wanting the lead part in the school play to me having nicked her boyfriend. All I knew was that from the age of ten I wanted to hide my face. Going to University probably saved my life. I made besties with a handicapped … More Steamy-punk-lady
He was fascinated by history. All his life he had listened to stories from other “leftovers” who told him what it was like in the twenty-first century, before the Invasion. Although he was more than half Invader himself, hence no name, he was in love with planet Earth. Discovering what had been the public library … More Small deities
All my life I had felt disadvantaged, alien, as if I were staring in at humanity through a pane of glass, isolated and only pretending to understand or join in. You’ll imagine my self-disgust when I discovered that it wasn’t a feeling…I really WAS behind a pane of glass, watching, waving but not participating. … More The Hitch
…are we to the gods, they kill us for their sport.” (Shakespeare → King Lear → Act 4, Scene 1, Page 2) There are many different names for the places where people believe their gods to live: Valhalla, Paradise, Heaven etc. It is little-known that the deities of all religions, of all ages, dwell happily together in a vast … More “As flies to wanton boys….
Elaine loved one thing above all others about being a widow: finally she could rant. Yes, there was nobody in the house since her kids grew up and her husband died (thank God!) but her habit of being out front in the garden gave her some opportunity to communicate. Just waving at passing cars was … More Ever learn?
It was a strange picture outside the modern University Hospital’s main doors when an emergency vehicle arrived in the middle of the night, hotly pursued by an obscure figure in black robes on a white horse. Seeing the signs in French, an observer might have been surprised to hear the shroud-wearer talking English to a … More MINE!
Like crime novels? Well, you may be looking forward to my new launch on Friday but here is a little mystery story for you. I’ll set the scene and you can try to work it out. Picture a small village in Britain. The sign says “Yewkay Craïm” It is self-contained, indeed, surrounded by barbed wire … More It’s a mystery!
Deaths in the family are never convenient. Most especially if they are distant relatives but to whom one owes respect and living on the other side of the world. Great Aunt Sarah had moved back to the States to be near “the boys” a long time ago, leaving me in rural isolation in France which … More He’s coming to…
Bobby’s family ran an old-fashioned farm. They had worried about going out of business but with the renewed interest in animal-welfare and natural products, they were becoming very popular again with customers flocking to their farm shop. Like any farm-kid Bobby helped out as much as he could after school and at weekends. He loved … More A Midnight Clear