He was already late and, fuck, unbelievably, there was an orange leather armchair in the middle of the road. It… Read more Fletcher Kane

He was already late and, fuck, unbelievably, there was an orange leather armchair in the middle of the road. It… Read more Fletcher Kane
The kitchen window overlooks the neighbour’s wall. Our wall. But it was built and paid for by HIM and in… Read more Washing Dishes
The winter they had been married for twenty years the pipes burst. It was a cold winter. Snow drifts obscured… Read more The Week After He Fixed the Dripping Tap
The other story the villagers liked to tell was the one where Mr Salomon brought a golf club to the… Read more The New Year’s Eve Party
The Do Not Disturb sign has been on the door for two days. The front desk says the man hasn’t… Read more The Hotel Manager
He tried to say something at the start of the meal but every time he opened his mouth she slid… Read more He Should Have Said Something
It started on a Monday at lunchtime. The Girl Who Changed Everything opened the fridge and contemplated the brie and onion marmalade that she usually ate for lunch. The brie looked too runny, like it had been lying around waiting for her for too long and had become a little soft in the head. The onion marmalade had lost its lustre.