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 […]
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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 […]
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. […]
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, […]
Diversion: Living with Lorraine, Part 3
Lorraine set me up with an easel in the backroom by the window, with an old blanket down to protect the carpet. She brought it back from one of her […]
Diversion: Living with Lorraine, Part 2
You know that feeling that you’ve forgotten to do something? It followed me around the house all day, and it wasn’t until half past five that I realised what it […]
Diversion: Living with Lorraine, Part 1
London is full of witches. That’s what Lorraine told me in her yellow kitchen, puffing away at a pungent cigarette. She was my new landlady and we were ‘getting to […]
18: Heralds
I’ve started smoking again. Not because I even like it or want to; purely for the excuse. Marina has a strange respect for smoking – she considers it something of […]
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