Humour

Game of Moans 3: ‘Pub’

The Night King’s phone rang. ‘The Wife,’ it said on the screen. He rolled his scary blue eyes and answered it. “Where are you?,” said the Night King’...

Game of Moans 2: ‘Hair’

“What can you do for me?,” said Queen Cersei, as she sat in the hairdresser’s chair, considering her barnet. “I can’t do anything about that,” said...

Game of Moans 1: ‘Queue’

“You know nothing, Jon Snow,” said Post Office Counter Clerk Ygritte, as she printed out the postage label and stuck it on the bastard’s package. “I...

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...