Category Archives: Stories

View from the Window

Margie slowly opened her eyes. The curtains were pulled back and she could see a rectangle of grey sky criss crossed by the window frame. Gradually she moved her gaze round to the familiar picture of two little boys looking … Continue reading

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A Story

Once upon a time there was a cupboard full of toys. One shelf belonged to the cuddly toys, mostly old, worn and threadbare. There was a monkey with scratchy hands and a moth-eaten waist coat, a velvet elephant with a … Continue reading

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Rejection

Once upon a time there was a cupboard full of toys. One shelf belonged to the cuddly toys, mostly old, worn and threadbare. There was a monkey with scratchy hands and a moth-eaten waist coat, a velvet elephant with a … Continue reading

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Flash fiction

The church was large, square and dark. The man sat there at one with the building. His feet planted firmly on the floor. His head bowed but raising his chin from time to time as though turning his face toward … Continue reading

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Lovesick banana (again)

Enid never walked very fast any more but still slowed her steps as she passed the house. And dreamed of stopping to tie laces her shoes didn’t have; laces she couldn’t reach to tie if they did. Anything to increase … Continue reading

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Twelfth night

I was taking the Christmas tree down on twelfth night and felt ‘inspired’ (for want of a better word) with the following fictitious exchange: ‘A lovesick banana? ‘ Sue queried. ‘I can’t begin to imagine how such a thing feels. … Continue reading

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The Fisherman

I met an angel this morning who took me on one of those reality walks in fantasy land. There was a fisherman sitting at the water’s edge waiting for THE ONE BIG FISH. ‘He sits there every day,’ the angel … Continue reading

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