Joan

Wednesday 31 January 2018

06:00pm - 07:30pm Social Tennis by This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it. :: Tennis sessions

SHORT STORIES

Once Upon Halloween

Vicky Melvin had just finished her homework when the door bell rang. "It will be Yasmin for me," she shouted. her blue eyes peered anxiously round the living door. Sometimes she was needed to run errands or to look after young Becky, her baby sister.

A Grave Error

Miss Trimble was watching from her bedroom window again. God he hated the old bat with her corrugated iron perm and thick glasses always peering behind her net curtains. He loathed her nasal query.

"Mrs Scot still away?"

The Scent of Gardenias

'I don't want to meet him.'

First Born

For Meg there was only one consolation to nine months of feeling only half alive. At least she could stay on her own side of the bed even if she couldn't sleep.

Troubles Shared

I could see something was troubling Sandy, my daughter, when she paid an unexpected visit on her day off from work. She would be going on holiday in a few days time and I felt sure she should be sorting her clothes for packing, cancelling milk, papers etcetera.

Articles

Grandmas Story

Grandma was born into a Catholic French family in 1870. She was christened Rose Louise. Her family were poor and already had nine children. When the Sisters from a nearby convent offered to take the child, her family were greatly relieved.

Death of My Father

I identify with Lawrence who declared in Sons and Lovers, 'I loved my Mother as a man loves a woman.' This to me was not an incestuous love but a deep need for approval. A closeness that excluded all others. Such was my love for my Father.

Gomez

7:30 beep beep beep beep. This is where it all starts, our trip to "Gomez", the best modern band since the Beatles, and believe me I have extremely high standards when it comes to music, so this is a great compliment.

Call from the Dead.

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I never knew my Grandfather for he was killed on active service sometime after the Armistice. I recall my father saying the family had expected him home on leave when the telegram came. That was long before I was born. Read more ...

Babies and Holidays

BABIES AND HOLIDAYS

We were able to take a holiday most years as Dad paid me to look after the shop for a fortnight while they took their annual holiday.

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Novels

So hard to forget.

CHAPTER 1 JEAN CURRIE

His bantering tone changed. "The Old Lass said he was in hospital. You'll let me know how he is?" And then as if he couldn't stay serious for long, he grinned. "Of all the girls I've chatted up in all the countries I've marched through, that's the first time I've had that brush off. I'm going to see Dad!" Read more ...

Touch Pitch

Alan Furbeck paused by the river to admire the blue, white and red sails fluttering, dipping and tacking like giant butterflies. He had belonged to a sailing club once, still remembered the thrill and the spills. He hadn't carried any extra weight then, now he needed care to prevent his muscular frame from laying down fat.

Poetry

Spring Bank Holiday

SPRING BANK HOLIDAY

Another holiday. No plans.
Shops open, banks closed
card takes care.
Sit and wonder where
the years have gone.
Did it always rain?
There was one hot Monday
we walked along the prom
above a golden beach. The children are away
of course, a holiday.
How many more days to wait in dry dock?
Memories dance elusive. Dandelion clocks
crushed by the tread of time.
Seeded for today.

What I really want

WHAT I REALLY WANT

I don't want you to give me flowers
fly through ether or leap the balcony.
No Adonis pecs or sexual prowess
will impress or endear you to me - Read more ...