Monthly Archives: November 2020

Oleander

Oleander  ‘124 was Spiteful.  Was Harold spiteful?’   Rebecca sat waiting for an answer.  Her pencil hovered over the clipboard like a dog waiting for the order to fetch.  Her eyes searching, eager and bright.  ‘Yes, sometimes.  Look, why are … Continue reading

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Always Sunny or (another brave new world)

‘A squat grey building of only thirty four storeys,’ Mum said. ‘Anecdotes or floors?’  ‘Floors you idiot.’ It’s OK.  I didn’t rise to it.  Her vitriol just slithered off me.   My alkali thick skin neutralised her acidic tongue.  I’m … Continue reading

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