22: The Sinking Ship
I was at an all time low when I met Marina. I had been chucked out of Uni the day before and naturally proceeded to get very drunk. I’d turned […]
I was at an all time low when I met Marina. I had been chucked out of Uni the day before and naturally proceeded to get very drunk. I’d turned […]
“Do you know why I’ve brought you here this evening?” I prided myself on knowing every private members’ club and decent restaurant in London, but this place was new to […]
At this time of year, as Spring takes hold and everything bursts into colour, I always find myself thinking about Stephen Vickery, my friend who isn’t around any more. There […]
I’m frankly still too distressed by the results of the British EU referendum vote to process it into any coherent words. A couple of years ago when UKIP won their […]
There are pros and cons to lying low in Soho. On the one hand, there are so many people around that it’s easy to go unnoticed amongst the crowd; on […]
Almost the moment I woke I knew that it was going to be a significant day. I could feel it in the air like the electrical charge before a thunderstorm. […]
The doorbell rang while Lorraine was out at the shops. I was deeply immersed in my latest creation and it took a few moments for me to register the sound. […]
Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown at the Playhouse Theatre, London – funny, fiery and frenetic I have a theory that Tamsin Greig is always brilliant. Despite this, […]
“It was Christmas Eve, babe…” In the dog house. I was lying low in a coffee house on Bateman Street. Marina’s usually cool persona had become decidedly icy of late, […]
It’s fair to say that I was very excited to hear back in the summer that my short story ‘Libations’ would be included in issue 12 of Structo magazine. I’ve […]