What I did at the Weekend

A collection of short stories and essays for your enjoyment.

Aliens

When the aliens first made contact We did not expect them To seek the answers From us

System Error Required

Alongside the various pictures of parties, weddings and holidays, there is one photograph which I never get tired of looking at.

The Valley

The rhythm of the rain never varied. It was a strict waltz: one two three, one two three. It had been the same for at least an hour.

In October

In October the old man became ill and was taken to hospital. He recovered but now the wheels were in motion. ‘No next of kin’, ‘a danger to himself’, ‘twenty four hour care’.

There is no Love in a Call Centre

There is no love in a call centre No love No sound Only when we walk through the park; the rain just starting and the cobwebs sparkling The church steeple I form with your hand