This on-going collection of stories has been and are being written in my current home on the Côte d’Azur. Many of the tales are based in and around the town I call Medville, others are situated in Scotland, and the remainder take place in less exceptional parts of this and other worlds.
Mysterious and enigmatic, served with a splash of humour, nothing here is ever quite what it seems.
Expect the unexpected. There is always a twist in the tail. Nearly.
in the darkness they come the ghosts of my accusers created from the anger or resentment of those who still live who point fingers and hurl accusations of heinous crimes many of which I admit I am guilty of
there are other ghosts of those now dead who show more benevolence even forgiveness of my innumerable faults
a former lover who departed many years ago far too young who bears no grudge for my imperfections
and a friend a lady who wanted more than I could give taken just last year by the virus which swept the earth calls me with affection mon sale gosse my little rascal
but my most frequent visitor is my mother who died all those years ago but has never left me she says nothing simply enfolds me as always in her love
Below are excerpts from a Christmas Eve reading on Tsukure Radio, Ayr, by Jenne Gray. It includes some of my children’s poems and songs, and features the singing of Andy Brownlie, my second oldest friend (in both senses) and a more recent collaborator, Pete Lutz from Corpus Christi, Texas.
This challenge is produced by GirlieOnTheEdgewith the following simple rules: Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less. Use the current week’s prompt word – EXPRESS
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Sid Shovel, Private Eye
When she undulates into my office my eyes decide to pop out, just to get nearer to her.
This dame has a body that can stop an express train going down a mountain so, when she sits and crosses her long, slender, nylon-clad legs, I imagine everything from our first date to the grandchildren visiting, with a few pretty memorable highlights included, by the time she finishes.
She puts a cheque on my desk, the number of zeroes reminding me of my favourite football team’s recent goal-scoring record.
Then she starts to talk, explaining her problem in minute detail and at great length.
When she eventually stops, she studies me for a few moments before asking what I think.
I blink at her a few times, shake my head rapidly from side to side, and tell her ‘I’m sorry, I was a bit distracted, I really wasn’t listening.’
This challenge is produced by GirlieOnTheEdgewith the following simple rules: Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less. Use the current week’s prompt word – CHARM
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Just seeing the word reminds me of you, my darling. You could charm the birds from the sea and the fish from the sky, and vice versa. If you smiled at the most boisterous of building-sites, the men stopped whistling, looked at each other in some embarrassment, and clapped softly. A brief glance could, and often did, beguile any man. But, of course, you didn’t know what you had, or what you had to lose, and you used it once too often. Doesn’t work quite so well now, does it, my love?
This challenge is produced by GirlieOnTheEdgewith the following simple rules: Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less. Use the current week’s prompt word – FAIR
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Minutes of Citizens’ Assembly Meeting on Parliamentary Conduct Representative of (Religious/Political/Ethnic/Gender/Whatever) Group: We are offended… Chairperson of Citizens’ Assembly: That is your right. Next! Rep: What? Chairperson: We are here, as representatives of the People of our country, to investigate allegations of political misconduct and breaches of parliamentary rules and, quite frankly, do not give a flying frog about the delicate sensibilities or trouble-making trolling of such as yourself. Life is not always fair, so stop whinging, and get over yourself.
As previously shown here, some of my children’s stories have been appearing in the USA, on The Mutual Audio Network, the prime curator for modern audio drama and podcast fiction on the Internet. This is largely due to the invaluable assistance of Jenne Gray,
This week it’s The Princess and the Dragon, a somewhat off-beat take on an old tale, written and narrated by me, presented by Pete Lutz from Corpus Christi, Texas, as part of his Santa’s Inbox Christmas series, with artwork by my old friend Phil Burns.
Be sure to tune in again next week when we’ll present The little House who Walked for the last in this short series of children’s Christmas tales.