It was hot. There were six of them squeezed into the rear of the van, packed in like pilchards so that the door had to be forced shut. Alec had dressed like the others in expectation of a chilly morning. Cheap nylon raincoats buttoned over black woollen tunics. Now, with the sun climbing a fine … Continue reading Discipline and Decorum
It was like leaving an airlock. Alec climbed down from the warm interior of the van, away from Danny’s running commentary on life and the chattering VHF, the stale smell of chips that had lingered since the back shift, his cap, turned upside down on the dashboard to hold Annie’s morning rolls, and stepped into … Continue reading Normal Service Will Be Resumed
Technology is both a blessing and a curse. In this case I'm going with the former. The type of technology that would have cost you tens of thousands of pounds a decade or so ago, comes as standard in your smartphone. I live on a small rise in the land in a suburban enclave in … Continue reading The Beauty of Time
It's a relatively rare thing to have snow fall as often as we've had this winter. Turns a grey winter cityscape into something altogether easier on the eye. I used to work in an area of Glasgow riven with multiple deprivation. The only time it ever transcended it's perma-bleakness was on days like this. Snow … Continue reading Snow!!!
They could all see it. The luminous grey of decay, a stark contrast to the dark earth underneath. Harry composed himself and slowly exhaled. His breath formed a thick vapour trail as he crouched lower, thighs burning with the effort of holding still. With a gloved hand he lifted up one end. It clung momentarily … Continue reading Lockerbie
It had been a long day. Possilpark, its sullen streets lined with hard as nails tenements, looked gloomy in the constant rain. They had trudged around as popular as Jehovahs witnesses, leather folders clutched against water-streaked raincoats. At every door they had met the same reception. Shaking heads and hostile faces. Now he could feel … Continue reading It Had Been A Long Day
There’s Always Someone He took one last look. It was raining and a cold wind made the lampposts sway and judder. The street was empty. The Sergeant had gone and there was only a dry rectangle against the kerb to show where the police car had been. Harry closed the door and retraced his steps … Continue reading There’s Always Someone
I wrote this for a competition ran by the Hospital Broadcast Service. A fantastic bunch of people made more fabulous by picking my humble tale as it's first ever competition winner in January 2017. The Swan The Swan hissed. It's pink tongue trilled inside an opened beak. A few moments before, it's huge wings had … Continue reading Weegie Wednesday Short Story Winner 2017