“My mother sometimes loved me” he says, “well that is to say she loved me when it suited her. She was not an affectionate woman, not affectionate at all. As a matter of fact she could be quite unkind.” “I’m sorry to hear that” I reply, “mothers should always be kind to their children.” “YesContinue reading “First Date”
Category Archives: My Short Stories
Sorry
Hello I’ve had a great few months of activity but sadly not writing activity. You know the sort of Summer stuff that we all do, festivals, holidays, general outdoorsy stuff. Well having just come back from a few weeks in wonderfully hot & sunny Croatia to some cold, wet & dreary UK weather I’m prettyContinue reading “Sorry”
The Commuter Kid Strikes Again
Monday morning and I’m sitting on the train feeling pretty damn pleased with myself: I’ve skipped breakfast because I’m on this crazy new diet thing where you can only eat eight hours a day so I’ve managed to catch an earlier train. I pull out my water bottle and take a big glug. Even thoughContinue reading “The Commuter Kid Strikes Again”
Journey To Paradise
It probably doesn’t happen much these days but it was quite common back then. A couple of hippies had put in a personal ad for five or six people to share their trip up to the top of Scotland. “We’re moving to a commune up there. We’re committed to peace and love,” he said, asContinue reading “Journey To Paradise”
In Memoriam
February 1979. Ten years ago but she remembers it clearly. Thursdays to Saturdays were club nights then. Different clubs each night but nearly always the same tribes, like-minded characters who were drawn to their own kind. On Friday nights they went to Rudy’s an easy going, ramshackle place that specialised in Ska and TwoContinue reading “In Memoriam”
All That Glitters
Today was going to be a good day. Yesterday she’d stayed behind after school to help Miss Simister pack everything away and received a large bar of chocolate as a thank you. Hope Street was closing and in September she would be going to Lee Bank, a brand new school promising endless possibilities and uncertainties.Continue reading “All That Glitters”