Humour

Larry and Mick Dabble (a bit) in Necromancy

“Oops,” said Larry, as he slipped on a half-eaten doughnut, fell off the cliff and dashed his brains on the rocks below. “Oh dear,” said Mick, who...

CC11: Epilogue

“Phew, I’m glad that’s all over,” said Larry, as he handed Mick his celebratory cheese sandwich and prepared to take a bite out of his. “Me too,”...

Where is he? Where is she?

First long journey on his own – we’d meet mid-way at Birmingham. Dad at home, the telephone rings: ‘Will you accept this call?’ A voice begins, ‘I’ve...

The Bed

The bed With the great wooden doors open wide The pleasures inside displayed with pride I paid my dues for this hall so grand To browse with pleasure...

CC10: ‘Whingers Endgame’

Armed with jacket potatoes, the Whingers travelled to all four corners of the globe (or would have done if the ‘globe’ was a quadrilateral) and set...
Cherry

CC9: ‘Whingers Assemble’

Ironing Man sprayed a bit of steam on his shirt and set to on the creases thereupon. The phone rang. “Goddamn it!,” exclaimed he, then he carefully...

Larry and Mick and the Eighth Instalment in the Story of the Coleslaw Catastrophe

“And now for a special announcement by the President of the United States of America... Mr Tonald Drump.” “Turn it over,” said Larry. “I can’t,” said...

125 Bucks

I agreed to do a lot of yard work for a man for 125 bucks

Coleslaw Catastrophe pt7: ‘The Pub'

The hummus delivery driver was on the G&Ts. Again. She was finding it all a bit much. But then she didn’t need a global condimentary apocalypse...

Mrs Muhulu and the Coleslaw Catastrophe (CCpt6)

She observed the coleslaw in the distance. The coleslaw slurged towards her. “Oh dear,” said Mrs Muhulu. But then she had an idea. She got out the...