The twelve days of Christmas – all of them


Tuesday December 24th, Christmas Eve  ‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring…. “And that is why we have oily gravy, lumpy custard and that dreadful stodge your Aunt calls eggnog” David’s grandmother said, smoothly. Oh so smoothly. Instead of helping Aunt Anne the old bat would rather […]

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The 12 days of Christmas. Part 1 – days 1to 6


Tuesday December 24th, Christmas Eve ‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring…. “And that is why we have oily gravy, lumpy custard and that dreadful stodge your Aunt calls eggnog” David’s grandmother said, smoothly. Oh so smoothly. Instead of helping Aunt Anne the old bat would rather […]

Insult


Will sat still in the corner, listening intently to the conversations around him. Kit was reading out his latest piece, carelessly thrown together in the last half hour – or so Will felt.  Kit was the most successful playwright of them all. Why some weeks he had plays running at two or more city theatres […]

A life well lived


They brought her in on that Christmas eve, a tiny frail woman, her skimpy grey hair all askew, and those bright dark eyes looking round her. The Church workers said she had suddenly stopped coming to the church, so they went round to the address they had for her. No power, no warmth and the […]

Opening lines


“No enthralling novel ever started with people having a cup of tea” Edna sighed. She was my editor and it was a tough job. I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t have been doing my editing except for the fact that my father owns the publishing house.  I felt worried. If my opening line “They sat quietly […]

Illusion


“A fine healthy boy” said the midwife, passing him to me to bathe and swaddle. I carefully focused on the baby, gently wiping him down, soothing him with a little humming and watching his face carefully. He quickly dropped off to sleep once he was swaddled in soft cotton and wool blankets. I turned back […]

Perspective


“My cheek throbbed and stung where she had slapped me. I felt sad and cross at the same time. I think she is the most beautiful girl in the class, and she has embarrassed me in front of everyone. And all because I drew her as the most important person in the choir. It all […]

Pretty Dubious


By all accounts I had been an extremely docile and obedient child up until the day we went to the Elak farm for my brother to select his Elak. He was 7, just the right age to take on a young Elak and bind for life. I was only 4, nowhere near ready in anyone’s […]