Amber
The traffic light turned red. The radio played Uptown Funk by Bruno Mars as a young guy pulled alongside and checked himself out in his rearview mirror. He wore a […]
Tag Archives: Age
Iris’ eyes
Siblings Pauline, Patricia, Pam, Peter and Lance sat in silence around the kitchen table. Peter pulled at his expandable gold-coloured watch strap, twanging it gently on his wrist. Lance kept […]
The instrument that amazes the world
A Gilbert, the instrument that amazes the world, was the must have for the younger generation circa 1928. After all, what on earth do you buy a close family member […]
Popplewell Farm
Popplewell Farm was one big adventure for John. Furrows and farrows, pigsties and chicken runs, haystacks and hay barns, horses and blacksmiths, milk carts and milk churns, tractors and trucks. […]
Crackpot
Ena was busy in the kitchen. Tuesday was baking day as well as wash-day and with Joyce having quinsies again, she had never stopped. To top it all, it was […]
Mind the gap
Gap years didn’t happen when I was of that age. ‘O’ Levels, ‘A’ Levels, University and then full-time employment or fail ‘O’ levels, apprenticeship and full-time employment were the only […]
Tales from the biscuit tin
Two years old sat on the beach in my new pale blue cardigan, lovingly hand-knitted by my Mum in preparation for our annual holiday to Bridlington in 1958. Bucket and […]
The crossing
Tuesday 3.45pm – Barry and Mary pull into the ferry port car park with little speed. Barry stops the car and promptly searches in the boot for Mary’s comfy shoes. Mary […]
Journey
Do you have a life plan be it tenuous or calculated? Do you know in which direction you are heading? Are you intent on following your life plan, come what […]
Lost stories
Mabel sat expectantly, in the same chair as the last time I had seen her, next to the window and the table with the vase of fading silk flowers. Approaching […]
small tales 