Mature Times - Short stories

The Name Inside

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 15:57:20 +0000

World-weary at five, Ernest knew his mum would never change. He wandered up the High Street, dark but familiar, seeing no-one. Turning into a side street, he found an entrance leading to a storage area. Eventually he fell asleep, curled up amongst some boxes, insulated against the raw unforgiving cold...

A Grave Mistake

Thu, 03 May 2007 13:04:54 +0100

Even angels aren't perfect, it seems!

The Bird Cage

Fri, 02 Mar 2007 12:01:16 +0000

It was a simple enough job after all, and any old fool could have done it. But then, Albert Potts wasn’t an ordinary man by any means. He was a dedicated DIY man...or so he thought!

Just In Time ...

Thu, 01 Feb 2007 13:28:15 +0000

He stepped on to the bus and placed his Senior Citizen Freedom Pass against the Oyster card machine. It buzzed but then emitted a high-pitched whistle.

“Too early mate” said the driver, “you can’t travel on it till after nine.”

Willow

Thu, 05 Oct 2006 11:10:57 +0100

There's more to life than the office, as Wendy found out when she discovered Willow.

The River

Sun, 01 Oct 2006 10:59:02 +0100

I’m one of the oldest fathers and although I remember so much, my memory isn’t without its limits. I can go back over 600,000 years to the Ice Age, when I flowed from Wales to Clacton on Sea and crossed the sea to become a tributary of the Rhine... Chrissie Pountain tracks the history of Old Father Thames.

Gudrun’s Acre

Fri, 29 Sep 2006 14:31:23 +0100

In 2005 we announced a short story competition, organised in tandem with the Luton Writer’s Circle. Over 200 entries were received - and this is the winner, a beautiful, evocative piece by Pamela Hodge.