Cherrypicked stories

That I get how lucky I am.

There are few things better for joining the soul with the body than sausage, egg and chips in a beachfront café. The wilder the weather, the better.

Speed prose that I hope to make into something...

God will have his day, it's just not in Lee's lifetime.

Viciously, then I lock the door

(Rewritten this one. Didn't like previous attempt.) I was not in an office when the doors to so many were broken down and tramped through like bracken, when the dead came hacking like crones, hacking like children through overgrown gardens.

As tax assessments go hers wasn't particularly troublesome

I'd come undone,

Knitting Needles handn't been invented? If only I had gone to school that day what might have happened? Maybe my mother would have died and my life would be very different, maybe she still would have survived and I would never have known about all the lost babies. From that one single day my head was full of "what ifs. I managed for many years to push it to the back of mind, but just closing my eyes I can transport myself back in time.