Allowing a couple of cars to get in front of me, I eased out into the traffic behind him. Now I’ve seen it in films and on TV of course, but actually following another car without drawing attention to oneself is no easy thing. There’s a lot of weaving in and out. The driver ofRead more
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It’s dark in the car park. Well of course it is… its four forty-five in the morning. I spot half a dozen other cars and an old single-decker bus but there’s no sign of any people. There’s no sign of people anywhere which must mean they’ve already made their way up the hill. And that’sRead more
They say it’s important to live with a house for a while before you redecorate. That’s the way to really get to know it and bring it to life. I’ve been in my new home for a month now and so it’s time to make a start. “I’m thinking green” I say, my hand hoveringRead more
Slowly I’m getting to know the area. And the area, very nearly, got to know me. And not in a good way. It happened like this: The Easter weekend dawns bright and sunny and I’ve looked up the local listings. There’s plenty to do. I could stroke a goat at a nearby farm, wear anRead more
Clarry is 26 years old, single, bright, funny, attractive and enjoying a makeshift existence as a part time waitress. She has a request from Laura, a solicitor and her best friend, to check out whether her new boyfriend Simon, an estate agent, is really interested in her or only in the business she can put his way.Read more
I’m settling in. I’m starting to find my way around. I’m so glad I moved here I think to myself but there’s no time to dwell on that now. There’s a half-naked man in my garden. “How long is it since you last had a young chap stripped to the waist in your untamed jungle?”Read more
If I’d had any curtains I’d have flung them open to gaze at the view of the hills… only I hadn’t. No curtains I mean. I had no furniture, no clean clothes (and no wardrobe to put them in) and, most pressing at eight in the morning, no kettle. I had nothing at all. WellRead more
As I waited for you to say what you had come to say, my heart beat so hard that it hurt. If I’d ever tried to picture a heart breaking I think I would have imagined a sudden and a loud shattering crack. A splintering. Shards of glass, shards of ice ricocheting, damaging. But IRead more
Stripped and bare, patches on the walls where my pictures once hung, the bookcases bereft of their well-thumbed tenants, my old house, always vivid with light and warmth and comfort, suddenly seems full of shadows. “Goodbye” I say aloud, “Goodbye and thank you. I’ve been happy here.” No answer. Well… naturally not. The house, witnessRead more
