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FF – The Watchers

March 14, 2018 61 comments

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. The photo was contributed by Ted Strutz.

Copyright Ted Strutz


The camera sat forlornly on the hilltop, still pointed skywards. A small hamper and flask of hot soup sat nearby on a blanket, laid out in an attempt to afford the user some measure of protection against the damp grass. A book on astronomy lay open, pages fluttering in the breeze.

Molly trudged up the hill. “Harold? Harold? Where could he be, the old fool?”

Concentrating on the flask, the book, the camera, she didn’t notice the still-smoking pile of ash…


There are things. Up there. In the stars. And they don’t like being watched.


Pegman – The Future of Love

March 12, 2018 45 comments

Here is my story for What Pegman Saw. This week we are visiting the Bahamas.

Copyright Slayde Kerner for Google Maps


“Oh, darling, it seems just yesterday that we walked hand in hand along the pristine beaches, so in love…”

“It was just yesterday.”

“… our hearts swelling swe..swe.. meep meep meep…”

“Oh, terrific.”

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“Hello. Is that Robo Inc? My wife’s broken down.”

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“But… I’m in the Bahamas. Miles from any engineer!”

… meep meep in love in love yesterday day day fzzzt…

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“What amazing value! Sign me up!”

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… hand in hand meep BZZZZZZ…

“… BEEP! hello, my darling, why don’t we walk along the beach and make love in the waves?”

“Hooray! Thanks, Robo Inc!”


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Sharing My World 2018 Week 10

March 11, 2018 19 comments

Here is my post for Cee’s Share Your World.


What did or did you not like about the first place you lived without your parents?
Well, it was a room in university halls. About half men, half women and half first years, half final years. Fourteen rooms on my floor, sharing a kitchen. So it was what it was. Noisy but not lonely. A nice sense of community.

What is your most favourite smell/scent?
Mmm, bacon. Nom nom nom.

Would you prefer snowy winters, or not, and why?
It’s a wonderful magical sight to look outside and see everything white and still and quiet. However, I have to drive to work and my whole area is very hilly. The other week I couldn’t get off my drive until I cleared it let alone up the hill. The gritted road was 100 metres away and I couldn’t reach it.

So while I have to drive to work then no, I would not prefer snowy winters.

What did you appreciate or what made you smile this past week?
We had a nice birthday tea for Mum on Friday out at a local pub. It was a good evening.

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FF – Mission Failed

March 7, 2018 79 comments

Here is my rather rushed story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Sandra Crook.

Copyright Sandra Crook


Barclay drew his boat up quietly to the bank near a lawn of sculptures which looked as though they’d been vomited randomly into place. High class venue. He saw cars near the mansion and smiled. No-one would expect him to sneak in by boat. He drew his gun.

Two at the door – blam! blam! Red sprayed. One more inside – blam! Right to the head. Too easy…

… until the hallway. Ten, all firing at once. Screaming, he fell in a pool of sticky red and groaned. He’d never get all this paint out. His mum was going to kill him.


Pegman – A Busy Haunting

March 4, 2018 40 comments

Here is my story for What Pegman Saw. I’ve missed a few weeks but I’m very busy at the moment. February/March is audits, budgets and all sorts!

This week we’re on the Clinton Road in New Jersey. This road is notorious for sightings of ghosts, Satanists, witches and even the Ku Klux Klan.

Of course, I bet they all like to come back after death and join the other ghosts… prepare to be terrified to your verrrry corrrre 🙂

Copyright Google Maps



“Oy! Who are you?”

“We are the ghosts of witches past!” said a witch.

“Well, we’re the ghosts of Satanists past and this is our week,” said a Satanist.

“Don’t think so,” replied a witch. “I’m pretty sure we’re up.”


“We are the ghosts of the Ku Klux Klan. Shudder in fear at… oh, it’s you.”

“Oh, great,” said a witch. “The bloody KKK.”

“It’s getting pretty crowded around here,” said a Satanist.

“There’s been a bit of a scheduling error,” said a witch, checking her diary. “We’re all booked in.”

“Well, we can work with the witches,” said a Satanist, “but everybody hates the KKK. Bugger off.”

“I’ve never been so insulted in my life!” said a Klanner.

“Pretty sure you have,” said a witch.

And so the KKK left in a huff, leaving the witches and Satanists, who had always been of the same mindset, to haunt the road in peace.


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Sharing My World 2018 Week 9

March 4, 2018 27 comments

Here is my regular post for Cee’s Share Your World.


What are you reading right now?
I’m reading two books, “Spy Glass” by Maria V Snyder and “The Vinyl Detective – Written in Dead Wax” by Andrew Cartmel.

What was your first adult job?
I worked a summer job in the local county council’s computer department, back in the “mainframe” days. All spinning tapes and whatnot, like you see in old films.

What’s your favourite breakfast cereal?
Breakfast cereal? I’m British so that means the “full English”. Eggs, sausage, bacon, black pudding, baked beans, mushrooms and toast. “Cereal”, indeed.

What inspired you or what did you appreciate this past week? Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination.
I appreciated that the snow melted and that I could work from home when I couldn’t get my car up the hill.

I took some pictures out the window. I was quite impressed with my camera. I just pointed and clicked and it did quite a good job. The first two are unedited. For the last one I just pushed some buttons in Lightroom to see what would happen and managed to make it look a bit colder 🙂


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FF – A Man Walks into a Gym

February 28, 2018 75 comments

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by J Hardy Carroll.

Copyright J Hardy Carroll


Freddy stepped out of the taxi. This must be it, he thought. On the corner, lots of signs. Strange spelling, though. He entered the building and was invited onto a stage surrounded by ropes.

Strange, he thought. But… okay.

Then they hit him. Over and over. He dropped his parcel. Blood sprayed everywhere.

When he came round, he asked them why? Why did you hit me?

It’s a boxing gym, they replied. It’s what we do.

But I only wanted my parcel boxed up, he croaked.

Ah, they said. You want Boxing Jim. He’s next door. Here’s your teeth.