What Christmas Means To Me 13
Mr and Mrs Show-off Have bought their son a brand new car. They’ll enjoy telling their friends about that And showing off how rich they are. Mr and Mrs Moneybags…
No, of Course I’m not Superstitious
Some superstitions made sense, But most of them are quite absurd. I get the one about ladders, But not spying a lone black and white bird!
The ‘Jelly-Bean Street’ Painting.
What was it about the Jelly Bean Street painting that made Madelaine's partner Phillip prepared to pay over the odds for something that looked like it had been painted by…
Dear The Government
Of all the things to criminalise, And cover up with countless lies, You chose cannabis and made up stories, But that’s typical of you – you’re Tories. It would have…
The Hat, the Imp, the Beggar & the Wishing Well.
In days long gone, ordinary folk in need would throw a ha’penny into a well and make a wish. The people would wish for simple things, like for their children…
Shhh! Don’t Tell Dionysus, But…
I’ve been to some fancy parties, And even to an RAF officer’s Mess. But why everyone there seems to drink wine, I really can’t hazard a guess. Wine tastes to…
The Fantastic Fluke.
Twenty minute fiction. Ian Thompson passed the plate of sausage rolls to a suited man standing next to him and began to walk towards the dark haired woman in the…
Torywocky
Long time the Tories have been here. Let’s vote them out! Them and their gout! And not allow them anywhere near.
The Plant Whisperer.
Ten Minute Fiction. Once upon a sometime in the early 1980s, there was a man named Phillip Allen aged forty-six. He worked as a freelance sound engineer in some of…
The Parable of the Gold-digger.
(Thanks to Mani Isna La @mikecoulson48 (Twitter) for the inspiration to write this story.) Cassandra Reynolds picked up her expensive handbag and headed for the door of the café where…