Tag Archives: Fiction

Escape From The Gilded Wilderness


Looking back, I don’t know why I married my first wife! I was successful, I suppose, but more by luck than strategy: a case of ability meeting opportunity rather than flaws meeting the unstoppable, which is what happened later my … Continue reading

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Temptation And The Ordered Life


Robin understood everything he needed to know about the state of marriage, or so he thought: for him, being a contented man was a matter of policy. He taught as a lecturer at a minor university and expressed his passion … Continue reading

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An Ambiguous Dream


Thirty years ago we promised that if life took us in separate directions, we would meet at this place, the corner of Trafalgar Square in London if destiny had not joined us in the meantime, and I can tell you … Continue reading

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A Chancer And Three Quarters


I’ve always had a bit of a way with the ladies, nothing said, nothing mentioned but it’s all in the smile isn’t, the body language, the mysteries of chemistry. OK I don’t often get profound but Jennie in the fish … Continue reading

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A Post-Breakfast Conversation


My normal café is closed for essential repairs which I presume means re-vamping their recipe for sausage sandwiches, currently scoring poorly on the flavour scale, and I have been forced slightly “off-piste” in search of emergency catering. I come across … Continue reading

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Dancing With Immortality


Dancing was my refuge, my go-to place. Prompted by the harmonies and rhythms, and sometimes stirred by the lyrics,  I could escape to a world full of magic and expression. On Friday nights I would walk down to the Student Union and onto the … Continue reading

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Making Things Personal!


“I could do with a larger social life. I could do with any social life,” I used to say to myself until I came up with a solution which ultimately left me with little peace: let me explain. Every morning … Continue reading

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