The Redhead

So, I don’t need to introduce myself by now do I? You all know me and what I do, right? You’ve read ‘First Thoughts’ and ‘Snooker Hall’ to understand my mindset: I am a 50% killer! And by that I mean I kill 50% of the population, ‘men’ to spell it out for you. The... Continue Reading →

13 Sturridge Street Part 5 of 5

The last of the guests finally leave after the house warming ends, Steve looks knackered as he lets out a big sigh, shutting the front door for the final time that night. He turns around smiling at Jane who looks horrified, “That went well love, didn’t it?” Steve proclaimed not registering his wife’s fear ridden... Continue Reading →

13 Sturridge Street Part 4 of 5

Jane looks out onto her back garden which is full of her family and friends, all drinking and eating the copious supplies of BBQ food and alcohol available. She smiles as her niece runs around chasing the other children with a huge insect, Jane’s niece was the definition of a tomboy which was just how... Continue Reading →

13 Sturridge Street Part 3 of 5

A few days pass and Jane and Steve are sat in their newly decorated, bare living room which still reeked of fresh paint (Steve hated this smell, it always gave him a headache). The room although brightly painted felt very cold and empty with only a sofa, and a TV propped up on an empty... Continue Reading →

13 Sturridge Street Part 2 of 5

After a few days of settling into their new life, they start to make it their own home. Jane is wearing her ‘decorating clothes’ which to Steve’s dismay, she actually went out and bought especially for the task. Steve couldn’t understand this logic, decorating clothes are supposed to be old, not new, they will only... Continue Reading →

13 Sturridge Street Part 1 of 5

“So, what do you think?” Steve said to his perfect, very recent newlywed wife, so recent in fact that she was still modelling her angelic wedding dress from earlier that day. “It’s not much to look at from the outside but let me assure you it’s like the Tardis, its bigger on the inside…You hate... Continue Reading →

Joy Prevails

I listen intently to what the sea has to say: Curushhhh-shuuuuooeee… Cuurrushhh-shhuoooooe… Curussssh-sshuuoooo; the crashing waves have always helped and comforted me before. As I sit and stare into the slightly hued horizon waiting for the sun to arrive and clock into work, I wonder: why me? The foaming white froth from the pounding shoreline... Continue Reading →

Stuck

“Two items, one pair of jeans and one top” I say to the smiley changing room attendant. “No worries” she states while handing me a MASSIVE white plastic tag and directing me to door number 3, it’s like a game show: lets see what’s behind door number 3! I make my way to the changing... Continue Reading →

Snooker Hall

It's not a place you would usually associate with flirting, the snooker hall, but that’s exactly what seems to be happening here…and with me of all people! I have to admit, I am not someone who has a good history with the opposite sex. In fact, I don’t think I have ever actually encountered flirting... Continue Reading →

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