Archie strolled back from the shop, newspaper under his arm. Another fine Mediterranean morning. In the campervan, Agnes was still in bed. Archie settled down in his seat to read the headlines. Iran had retaliated against America with missile fire. A commercial aeroplane had gone down. He turned the page. Bush fires in Australia. Not … Continue reading EXTENDED VACATION
He lumbered down the narrow staircase. Breath heavy, legs aching. His broad flanks brushed either side of the narrow, twisting spiral staircase. This was not why he had come to Belgium. Finally, he reached the bottom of the Belfort. Dolores and Brad were waiting patiently. 'Okay,' he managed a cheerful smile, wiping the sweat from … Continue reading PICTURE POSTCARD
Full body scanners rang alarms sporadically, accompanied by flashing red lights. Body and bag searches caused extended queues. Once past the security gate the hollow muzak was interrupted to remind people not to leave their luggage unattended. Security dogs snarled. The guards walked around with hands on machine guns. CCTV cameras kept a watchful eye … Continue reading AIRPORT ’19
It was all too much: those young bronzed bodies, those small swimsuits. He just had to get closer. The overhanging tree under which they sought shade provided his opportunity. He slowly shimmied up until he was almost directly above them. Just as he was beginning to admire the view his mobile phone vibrated in his … Continue reading AXING THE SHOW
This was not what he had in mind when Sandra invited him on a beach holiday. He'd thought of golden sand and her golden hair; revealing swimwear barely concealing her tanned curves; frolicking in the sea... Sandra rubbed her grimy, seaweed-covered hands on her dirty overalls and threw the trowel aside, her smile beaming. 'Another … Continue reading ON THE BEACH WITH SANDRA
