Where’s a black hole when you need one?

Exercise class on a Saturday afternoon, great idea! Frizzy hair sticking out and sweat running down my back, perfect for a confined train. Even better when you bump into a glamour model who says to her boyfriend “do you smell something?” who turns out to be your ex. Ground swallow whole, please. - - This… Continue reading Where’s a black hole when you need one?

Dive Bomber

“Bloody pigeon!” It made him jump when it swooped down, and through his attempt to swat it away he’d forgotten the open juice carton on the bench next to him. He wouldn’t have time to change his trousers; the day was already stacked against him. At least my ice cream is intact. - - This… Continue reading Dive Bomber

Setting a new course

They sat discussing polls and favorable outcomes. A ruckus from outside the office as an intern barged into the room. “What are you doing?” “Have you seen…It’s all over the news!” They grabbed at the tablet and despaired. “Grab ‘em by the…how did this get out?” “Badly timed Mr Trump.” This was written for Sacha… Continue reading Setting a new course

Countdown

The timer started, a slight mistake, but nothing she hadn't handled before. She looked at the wires and the device they were connected to, the next choice crucial. Sweat started to bead slightly on her forehead, as the red numbers flicked downward. She selected the wire to cut. You can do this. I have written… Continue reading Countdown