The deaf one was irritating. He shouted a lot. That's understandable, but he was also a braggart, so his shoutings were especially annoying. I've got a new phone, you know. Takes pictures. Brilliant quality. I got this case for it off the internet. The clasp is magnetic. At the exhibition, Shouty was so shouty that … Continue reading Drabble: Mutton Jeff
Category: short story
Drabble: The Baby And The Bathwater
Ryan was the child-minder who got pissed
Drabble: Accidental damage
She was hunched over the sink, head in hands
Drabble: US gun sales leap by 94%
I wasn't sure she'd say yes, but I asked anyway. That Saturday we took our weapons and headed outta town. Separate cars. All through that freaky pandemic Summer we kept 2m apart, faces covered with bandanas like they said, and enjoyed the great outdoors of our beautiful state. They said it was a recommended recreational … Continue reading Drabble: US gun sales leap by 94%
Drabble: Three songs, one story
Brian finally agreed he was in trouble when he started to believe Romeo, as Mark Knopfler reports, really did proposition Juliet with the words, "You and me, Babe, how about it? Further clues arrived. He'd grown obsessed by what Elton John saw in the Tiny Dancer's "pirate smile". And what Billy Joel sang when that … Continue reading Drabble: Three songs, one story
Short story: To Sir With Love
I had a black female friend aged eight, the same as me, and she was the only one in the school
Drabble: All Stories Are Lies
The story was real enough, a gem, but to tell it would be to lie
Short story: Agent Orange
Billy challenged his lockdown pen-pal Stuart to find a rhyme for the word orange...
Drabble: Heaven’s Door Knocker
He was a loner and she guessed Lockdown had been a bad time for them
Drabble: Bagman
Do you imagine yourself as a witness in a crime story?
Drabble: Trust me, I’m a search engine
Brian knew the engines were so clever they practically read your mind
Drabble: Flight 370
They broke the news to the families by sms, which was heartless
Drabble: The Longest Lunch
'When half of his sandwich hit the shale slab she wanted to laugh'
Short Story: Terry Wogan Stole My Birthday
‘I’d just reached a benchmark age, a moment never to be repeated. Double figures’