Two years ago my wife went through a very brief phase of making lunches for me to take to work. I can’t say I’ve ever been bothered about anyone making me lunch before. It’s my lunch, I should make it myself. Who else would make my lunch but me?I am not as stupid as I look, act, or sound however. So...
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Journey
"Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home."I’ve been thinking a lot recently about my own journey. My journey through life, through my career, through parenthood and marriage.I find myself worrying. Rapidly racing towards 40, having an entry level job with no money in the bank… where is...
23/07/2014
Scissors - Chapters 11 - 20
11
James Johnson was a very unspectacular man. He lived on a small estate with his wife who, Mark had thought more than once, was incredibly spectacular. What she was doing with a man like James...
Scissors - Chapter Twenty
The cow had no idea how long she had been asleep but she knew that she felt a lot better for it. She had been under an incredible amount of stress recently what with the house move and the incredible...
Scissors - Chapter Nineteen
The Ford Granada screeched to a halt, the tyres dragging across the slight grit of the road, rubber leaving a track behind the car as it popped up onto the curb outside of the Borg residence.
The...
Scissors - Chapter Eighteen
Akbar was thirsty. Not in the usual way after a trek across the desert. This was a thirst that was insatiable, that dried his body out from his lips to his legs. He felt his organs drying out, becoming...
22/07/2014
Scissors - Chapter Seventeen
Sandra had showered, pulled on some elasticated black leggings and her favourite striped jumper which had become shiny in some parts from the repeated ironing. She was drying her hair in the hallway...