Mr Robinson’s Razor – And something to shave away

Mr. Robinson looked on to his drive. The fence his neighbour had erected was swaying slightly in the wind. Mr. Robinson smiled. He turned away to get on with his day. Into the bathroom. Yesterday, whilst cleaning out his hall cupboard, Mr. Robinson had found his wet shaving gear, put away since last Christmas, having […]

Tea In An Instant – Refreshing

Dilip stretched himself awake after what seemed like an eternity of sleep. He had woken-up alone which, in itself, was unusual these days. London was a fatigue, he decided. Perhaps it was time to return to Bradford, but would he be welcomed back? Perhaps not, given how he left. He would think on it. He […]

Pockets – Full of memories

I stuff my hand in my pocket, and I find coarse damp sand, broken shells and brightly-coloured stones from the beach. As I pull out slimy, popping seaweed and squawking gulls from my other pocket, the stench of the cold and dull grey sea fills my lungs, and I am grateful not to have a […]