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Ice, why hollow? – She wrote, from quibble to pun. And back again. Just for fun. This is how she remembered it, in hospital, drifting in and out of consciousness, under the influence, it seems, of sister morphine: As a special treat, after dinner, she was allowed to disturb her grandfather up in his observatory. …
“Which plane are you flying out on, dad? Is it the Shake’s Plane?” Of course, Simon knew it wasn’t really the Shake’s Plane. Open on the bed was a big, battered and stickered case with straps and dividers. The case was already half-packed with shirts and underwear. Simon watched his father folding a pair of …
“Something was always jus’ a little off. It was even in his name: William James Maudit.” One afternoon, when I was about fifteen, I took myself off to see American Werewolf in London. For those who do not know this film, at the time it was considered a rather good example of the horror genre. …
The whole effect of his appearance reminded me of an impish faun. His face was heavily made up, his lips violently rouged, and he had on a pair of lurid tights and patent leather shoes with brass buckles, while strapped to his waist appeared to be an instrument of some kind. Suzy was in the …
King Bill or Bull or Rum or Junk or whatever name the sailors happened to give him. It was around 87 when we got our business going. We started with Dad’s steps and a toolbox purchased from a DIY shop on the woodwork in the Hallam’s conservatory. I knew Paul from school and Dez he …
Counting off twenty-oneShooting stars in a cow fieldSPLAT! Bernadette did not know what to say when her mother phoned up asking if she was coming home at the weekend. “Why don’t you bring the essay home?” “Mum,” she said, “I can’t do that. I need the books from the library.” “What about your washing? – …
Mr Larsen was one of those enthusiastic teachers, who must have been boning up on all the modern techniques. He wanted to do this dumb show of Hamlet. It was going to be a mime. He wanted to invite the Head Tornsen. No one wanted to do it. What would you expect from a lot …