'Are we there yet?' Archie asked. He was feeling claustrophobic in the hermetically-sealed caravan. Agnes peered out the kitchen window as the countryside whizzed by along the autoroute, 'Not yet, just passed Paris.' 'Maybe we should have picked somewhere closer than the Mediterranean?' 'You wanted warm sunshine and the beach.' Agnes brought the coffee over … Continue reading A CHANGE OF SCENERY


Agnes was getting all the sympathy. Each friend that popped round to see her with flowers and fruit and chocolates gave Archie the same look - a shake of the head, a sigh and raised eyebrows. True, Agnes had her ankle strapped up and needed crutches to get around (although Archie was sure she was … Continue reading THE BRIDE’S PARENTS


'We've won!' Archie tore through the house in just his pants and burst into the kitchen, where Agnes was preparing breakfast. 'We've won!' 'Alright, don't get hysterical, it's only an election in another country.' 'Not that. This!' Archie pointed at the smartphone in his hand. 'What's this?' 'I've got an email from the National Lottery. … Continue reading HYSTERIA