He lived with me. No contract had been signed. I didn't ask for a lodger. I had asked on multiple occasions for him to leave. When it became obvious he wouldn't leave without a prompt, I packed a polythene bag full of sandwiches and threw it up the garden, where it smashed into my lame … Continue reading The House Guest
The black cars stood stationary outside Fay Dury's residence. People trundled by in the grey sleet, water jumping at their ankles, clothes greasy with rain. Some of them looked across at the house and bowed their heads, others stopped for a moment and performed the obligatory sign of the cross. Large doors stood open beneath … Continue reading Fay Dury
On February the 11th 1963, the poet and novelist, Sylvia Plath took her own life. Her two children, Frieda and Nicholas were upstairs in their beds, as their beloved mother, downstairs, put her head in the oven and removed herself forever from their lives. We know Plath struggled with mental illness, perhaps none more so … Continue reading Let’s Talk About Suicide.
It used to be the case that until once glimpsed the Coco Cola lorry pulling into town, Christmas hadn’t arrived. Now, a different company gives you the okay to start bedecking your home with realms of tinsel, lights and inflatable father Christmases acting drunk in the wind as they wobble on your front lawn. The … Continue reading My Opinion of the John Lewis Advert.
Warning: Description of a sexual act and unorthodox practices. Bruce pulls her close, sheds a tear as he buries his head in her neck, long, slender, the sort of neck men want to caress, even with these bruises. The silence is strange but she had always been quiet, reserved, a little anxious perhaps. Fingers searching … Continue reading Desire!