Raymond looks at the office clock for the tenth time in the past two minutes. Ten seconds to half five… nine… eight… seven… He switches off his computer and pats his pockets: keys, wallet, pen, comb. He picks up his briefcase and is lifting his coat from its hook just as the second hand sweeps… Continue reading A Note for Raymond
That’s me dead. At least, I should be dead – there’s a heck of a lot of blood gushing from my guts. Or from the gaping wound which used to be my guts. It’s funny, isn’t it, you think some dread disease’ll carry you off, or you’ll be bored to death by Saturday night telly,… Continue reading That’s Me Dead
Doreen’s invited work friends to her first birthday celebration for many years. She’s got everything ready, and she’s excited.
A character study of someone existing on two very different levels. What you see is not what you get. I hope you enjoy it – and that you don’t know anyone like Tim!