Was it a Dream
To be self-sufficient was my dream; on my hands and knees I removed every weed. My allotment was a sight to behold, dark deep rich loam rewarded my effort. Such crops grew, buckets full of strawberries, cabbages the size of…
Beauty and the Beast
There is a certain beauty on a late spring day, a gentle breeze ruffles my hair, the warmth of the sun baths me. I wonder do you see the beauty that lays around us. I sit back and enjoy my…
The Conversation: Part Two
You know that the authorities where baffled, by the bodies turning up. Then Brogan a research student identified one of the bodies. That it was Jessie Dunn, a member of her family from the twentyfirst century. Everyone knows that Jessie…
A Writers Lament
In the year 2727 the authorities found the last independent writer. Her den was a redundant canning plant. In their usual style they destroyed as much evidence of her existence as was possible. As usual they set fires and then…
The Conversation [part two]
Jessie had taken the risk of time travel after accidentally killing her nephew. Unable to live with the result of her stupidity, she had volunteered to travel back in time. The arrival year was dialled up, after that any traveller was…
The Conversation
There are many special numbers 7 works for me, you will have your own numbers, although many people it seems never find their own special numbers. Brogan however knew her number only to well. 2727 that was the year that…
An Invite to Hollingdrake Hall
Approaching the house that was to become her home again Karen swore that she would put things right. Today she would start reversing the wrongs that had occoured. The recent history of Hollingdrake Hall had stopped most people from visiting…
The Leaving
We walked away, knowing it was the end of the world as we had known it. Throughout our town and thousands of places the plants were taking over. Bursting out of their bonds, driving us out of our homes. It…
The Conversation 1936
Dad the winter is arriving and I don't know what I should do. Mum's turned to the Gin. Now the business is going bust. Mum just does not have the determination that you had. Lots of people owe us money.…
Pressing Sam
As the sun faded Meg collected her specimens and carried them to her workshop. Carefully she arranged them between layers of tissue, them placed piles of books over them. Standing back she scanned the crowed walls of her studio, its…