Hello again. Melisa is sitting on the step, so it has to be morning. She had a bit of a shock yesterday. It seems that at the ripe old age of fifteen her father has decided to marry her off. Mr Dapplethorpe gave her the news yesterday morning and she spent the day either crying into her pillow or dreaming up escape plans. For instance, … Continue reading Scene two
She sat, as they all do at the beginning of every story. OK, some writers have their character standing or fighting or doing something, but one way or the other the first character, usually the hero is brought to our attention on the the first page. I mean what would be the use of introducing the hero’s hairdressers first cousin’s wife. Unless of course she … Continue reading Opening scene
“They’re gathering at the gate Sir.” “Really. Are they they aware that it is against the law to form a crowd.” “I don’t think they care Sir.” “Don’t care, don’t care.” The little fat man flared into angry excitement. “I’ll go and tell them Sir.” Felix half trotted half walked out of the room. The big double oak doors were closed behind him by the … Continue reading The Marmalade Riots Part Two
I spent an hour today onboard a ferry talking to a 91 year old Canon. We discussed everything from him marrying his only granddaughter next week, to shotguns. The more cynical amongst you may look at a connection that isn’t there. Believe me the conversation covered rats, dementia, farting dogs and chocolate, to say it was a diverse conversation with an interesting man is an … Continue reading 91 years young
Time has moved on. I wrote the page “teaching yourself to swim” nearly two months ago. I now work and have a pretty good active life. I’ve started swimming again, in more ways than one. The move has made such a difference to my life. I now go swimming at least once a week, I have my father to thank for that skill, in a … Continue reading Teaching yourself to swim
I’m on a mission to save the world single handedly with me trusted side kick. What you think I can’t? You think the evil overlords of mundanality will win. Hang on a minute, John Wayne did it, loads of times, Will Smith did it, hell even a duck called Howard had a go. Alright maybe I’m not gonna save the whole world, but I’m going … Continue reading On a mission to save the world
Ever felt really awkward, like you don’t belong? The corridors wide and uninviting, the building cold and oppressive. The people colder than ice, walking by as if you’re an amusing poster, one look, flick a smile and carry on. I lasted two days, one if you don’t include the induction, at one office. Some people fit right in to the austere culture that allows for … Continue reading Fitting in
Since the 20th December my life has read like a soap opera. The opening scene a wedding. And I quote, “I do solely declare…” You couldn’t make it up if you tried. The wedding, the non christian Christmas, the house, the move, the weather, oh boy, the bloody weather, the plumber, the lecci, the upside down, back to front shower, the leaks, the shed debacle … Continue reading Quotation, comma, full stop.
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