Put the radio on, search through a few pirate stations, hit upon The Boss, 'Born To Run.' Old school, that'll do. Drink of water, splash a little round my eyes, keep me alert, don't waste too much. Ten hours straight, enough gas for another three, then will need to find some more. Sun dipping away … Continue reading THE ROAD WARRIOR
Melinda trembled as she dialled the number. She bit her finger nails, holding the 'phone to her ear, praying she would answer. Out the window she watched Indigo and Lake running round the garden. They seemed so happy, but... The voicemail service answered. She swore and hung up, then re-dialled. 'Come on,' she muttered. This … Continue reading NATURAL BEHAVIOUR
Why am I getting so upset? I don't care about a little Argentinian who was good at kicking a ball about some grass. Why should I care that the signed shirt has to go? But here I am, tearing up at a blank space on the wall. The paint on the wall has faded to … Continue reading THE HAND OF GOD
A STORY WITH A LOSS OF ZEAL IN ZARAGOZA, SPAIN The atmosphere in the bullring was intoxicating, the crowd jeered and cheered. The pre-match entertainment ended and it was time for the real show to begin. Sitting high up in the oval theatre, looking down on the golden sand floor of the arena, Michael saw … Continue reading Z IS FOR ZARAGOZA, SPAIN
