The Royal Navy tried, they really did. Frigates, destroyers, dreadnoughts, rubber dinghies, armadas of novelty inflatables, they gave it their best and bless ’em for the effort. Then the Americans came in, late, as is their habit, and took their turn. They brought an aircraft carrier and three nuclear submarines, […]
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Some put it down to the drugs. I was never satisfied with that answer myself. Granted, there was a lot of drugs about in those days, a hell of a lot, but while you can say a person might hallucinate an elephant they’re unlikely to flip a couple of buses […]
It wasn’t until they set about building the new flats that questions started to be asked. They were easy ones at first, mundane in nature, technical in approach. ‘Have you checked the subsidence in the north west corner?’ and ‘we’ll have to add another layer of concrete to those foundations […]
I made it in. Trust me, it wasn’t easy. Hell, the amount of times they almost stopped me, it’s a miracle I lasted this long. What with the stress and all I can’t even remember why I was so desperate to be here but I attached myself to this, this thing […]
The dog was dead. It had been dead for a while and, given the way these things went, would probably be dead for a while longer too. That was a small problem, really, when all was said and done. He loved the dog nonetheless and its being dead saved a […]
“So where can I be, if not here?” “You can be wherever you want, as long as it isn’t here.” “They said the same thing over there, and there.” Rix pointed over the road to another paved plot of land, identical to the one he was on, identical to most […]
This one’s dedicated to the dead who became the truth they were attempting to report. There are plenty of hacks in the world but, hidden amongst them, are some individuals who realise the value of truth and sacrifice themselves to it. The truth had to get out, that was the […]
Tamsin rammed her fist against the wall and immediately regretted it. The wall was made of bricks, her fist was not and she was fairly sure she’d broken a bone or two in the unequal contest between the two. But for all the Cocaine and PCP coursing through her system […]
The building was toppling over. Or he was. The difference between the two was hard to judge. Granted, buildings tended not to fall over of their own accord. In fact they seldom did anything beyond standing there indifferently, especially where so much effort went into protecting the immaculate sense of […]
In the act of judging I think we pretty much lose completely the capacity to observe ourselves. Refugees, immigrant crises, sinking boats, aid efforts, denunciations, attacks, insults, defences – we always have something to project outwards, seldom any reflection upon our own behaviour. For better or worse. — Which was […]