It was late in July and the weather was breathing harsh cold air that landed on Jo’s face in a manner that she considered more than just...

‘Amo, amare, amavi, amatus’ The TV screen is grainy. The school collars and accents starched and restrained. The colour absent. They...

The tour bus continued to trundle down the forest road.  The tour guide continued to trundle through his spiel. 'Of course,' continued...

We met in July, got engaged in August and moved in together in October. We knew we were perfect together, fitted hand in glove. Two birds...

‘I want to be one’ Tommy blubbed. ‘I want to be a big one, a bright one. One with a big tail and bright wings,’ he sniffled, whipping...

“Dance, lance, prance, France.” “What ARE you on about?” “Chance, trance, glance…” “Gibberish! Pure. Utter. Gibberish.” “Crance, hance,...

The boys grew up in Germany in a small donut-shaped village on the windiest peninsular in the world. The wind got up each morning before...

France once Left now turning Right gutter ideals sewer mentality growing nasty children thank you family Le Pen we have to encompass the...

Unfortunately, “France” as a prompt didn’t stimulate on its own.  Enter the search engine, but I’m going to need a strange fact.  What to...

Tobit France. What kind of name is that? The name my mother gave me. And the last name a bastard forebear gave himself, probably wanting...

There was a time when I used to travel a lot – I mean snails do a lot of travelling. Most people don’t know that. But, we have houses and...

The concrete kerbside is not the least uncomfortable of substances. Ahoy Sailor You are amorphous matter Sit on this concrete. Sit on...

The garden was so much better when we got home. At least, that’s what the dog would have us believe. There is now a convenient path...

Octopus’s Garden is a very shady grotto. Cedric hides in the back and nibbles on small larvae and crustaceans he has gathered this...

Worms slithering, bees buzzing and cicadas chanting. I wish I didn’t have to walk this way. I should have gone to the cinema with Gertie....

Pink, red, white, blink the rhododendrons Like the flush of sunwarmed shoulders As we clamber under the leaves into our own private fort...

Do you have a safe space, real or imagined in which to retreat when the world is crowding in, the lights too bright, or everything is...

at first luxuriant now overgrown in its time replete with a goodness that only the Earth could provide the shadow falls across the garden...

Shit. What am I going to do if this goes tits up? It’s my first proper heist with the Barnsley Boys and I have everything to prove. Got...

(3 mins) She slowly crept through the slightly open window to the small room. Sitting in the dark, she spun her body and let each of her...