Oh, God. It’s a stag party In the middle of the aisle is a young man, tall as a pine tree, swaying in tune with the train as it leaves King’s Cross. His left palm is flat against the carriage ceiling while his right hand steadies half a bottle of vodka against his lips. HeContinue reading “We were students once”
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My Covid Curry Diary
Ground Zero: I knew something was wrong at about 2am. Normally, I just sleepwalk to the loo for an early morning pee and return to bed hoping my bladder will leave me in peace for another four or five hours. But this morning was different. My limbs were shaking involuntarily like a Mexican Jumping BeanContinue reading “My Covid Curry Diary”
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The Reluctant Detectorist
Mother is asleep on her bed, a biscuit clenched in her right hand. Her right hand lies on her heart. She looks like an effigy on a tomb gently holding an important family relic, which she hopes will come with her into the future. ‘Once she’s got hold of a Hob Knob, she won’t letContinue reading “The Reluctant Detectorist”
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