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 […]
21: Three questions
“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 […]
Fragments of Stephen
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 […]
On hate
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 […]
20: Not taken
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 […]
Diversion: Living with Lorraine, Part 5
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. […]
Diversion: Living with Lorraine, Part 4
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
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, […]
19: You scumbag, you maggot
“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, […]
Libations – Structo Issue 12 online
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 […]
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