Margins

Some short prose pieces. Amusing and disturbing post-modern stories from England, sometime in the last 20 years. Go to www.bendigo.co.nr for more, or www.lulu.com/content/386284 for something more permanent.

Stupidity

STUPIDITY When I was a kid and lived in a village in Warwickshire I knew a boy my own age called Ian. I knew him from age 7 until 11, when we went to different secondary schools after we'd taken the 11+ in 1985. When he found out that he'd failed the exam he shouted to me on the way to school and leapt and cheered like a jester. Wish I'd failed, I might have been that happy then. He also squealed in a strange, distorted way. I was surprised, I'd never seen anyone enjoy failure before. It should've opened a few doors really.