Although it feels like the end of Winter, Spring it is. Rain, rain, more rain. This is the wettest year since we moved here (is it 17 years already?), and the weeds are ten feet tall (I might be exaggerating, but if you saw down the back fence, you'd know it for fact!). The water … Continue reading The End of Spring
Don’t Miss Out!
It's coming up quick, speeding downhill as an unstoppable force. Yes, it's that time of year. Christmas, holidays, the season when the old year ends and a new one begins ... and what happened to the plans made at the beginning of this year? Well, I think I wrote them down somewhere, and I think … Continue reading Don’t Miss Out!
Vale, Melanie
No, we'd never met, and no, we'd never chatted over the phone (or any other contrivance that allows voice or visual transmission). But we had a connection. Or I did, and that's what matters to me. Whether it went two ways isn't relevant. Whether Melanie knew it or not, she lit up my life with … Continue reading Vale, Melanie
A Voided History
A short story: Part Two of Two - Read Part One here The train rocked to a gentle stop. Gravan leapt onto the platform. Two women staggered off the train and scrambled across the gap. The baggage cart rolled up, and the women collected five boxes and four suitcases. Locals coming home from the city? … Continue reading A Voided History
A Voided History
Part One of a two-part short story. Time to end the farce. Gravan was about to explode. He fought to control the snort of derision, steeled himself, closed his eyes, opened his mouth. “I have to leave early, Dr Pastor.” The university’s most senior psychologist stiffened more, if possible. Her unfocussed gaze wobbled. She’d never … Continue reading A Voided History
The Trail
A short moment, whether a lost memory or a story - unknown. The Heysen Trail. I suppose in some ways it's a trail of pilgrimage. Maybe similar to those other pilgrimage trails in the Northern Hemisphere. Similar, but not the same. There are no way-stations, no regularly-spaced towns, no flowing rivers or rest stops to … Continue reading The Trail
Adventuring We Will Go
A short story, a dream ... Dreams of travel, exotic fare, women, wine, and wandering. These were the things that kept my youthful mind active, forever seeking a way to go beyond my land-locked home. I dreamed, yes, but I worked at that dream. Each season I worked with my parents, with my neighbours, with … Continue reading Adventuring We Will Go
Sentimental Value
A short story. The plan to transfer the heist out of the country was simple. Put the diamonds in the bike she’d used to travel around Europe. No one would think anything of it. The frame had a pump, and they’d check that. It had bits of metal welded together, and they’d check the solidity. … Continue reading Sentimental Value
Please Pay in Crypto Currency
Several pages of junk, all with the same message: You have been hacked, pay up now, and please pay in crypto currency', or words to that effect, followed by the threat of consequences from non-payment in a timely fashion. FFS! Yes, I meant that. Swearing comes naturally to me when confronted by idiots, thieves, and … Continue reading Please Pay in Crypto Currency
Cat Training
"And how is the new cat going?" It's a question with an answer that involves a lot of eye-movement, a mouth like a gulping goldfish, and weird noises. Can a cat be trained? In all my experiences with cats, whether mine or within the household I lived in, or fosters, I've had only one cat … Continue reading Cat Training
Cage Dunn - Fibber, Fabricator, Teller-of-Tall-Tales 