Dark
Light
Clown will eat me
It’s very dark. A door opens a little bit, spilling a glass of light down the stairs to…
I stepped forwards…
…and the ground felt strange beneath my feet. Less solid, somehow, less there. There was the sound of…
Rabbit Hole II
The morning was crisp and cold when I woke up this morning, I should remember to turn down…
The Tea Problem
This morning, a wormhole opened up in my tea cupboard. When I say “This Morning”, I don’t actually…
Fractions
It came in the morning, in the post like everything else, along with the bills and the statements…
Years, Drugs, Webs
So, Three hundred and sixty five days. Fifty two weeks, at thirty five pounds on bus tickets a…
Flagstones
The rest of the world thinks me insane, I suppose. I’m not totally sure I’d disagree. It’s a…
Aquarion and the Snail Invasion
(This happened sometime in 2002, while I was still in Cambridge. I wrote this for AFP, but decided…
Blofeld school of driving
“Mr Bond?” “James Bond, yes.” “Good. I believe you have been sent here to retake your driving test.”…
Chris
“You know the drill, Name, Number, Tone” Beep It wasn’t a dark, or stormy night. This was depressing.…