Short Stories

I feel them first. I always do, for that is how they introduce themselves – timidly. Perhaps I’ll be sitting there in my pyjamas, drinking a cup of tea, when one of them gently creeps in through a window left […]

My mobile phone, entirely of its own volition, seems to have formed the habit of taking me back into the past. I’m not entirely sure as to why it’s started doing this, but it seems apt seeing as we’re here […]

I don’t know exactly what it is that makes this hillside spot so peaceful. Perhaps it’s the fact that I’m up above the town and have a bird’s-eye view of all the business and busyness of life trundling on below […]

Anyone who knows me well knows that I am a simple man; the attention grabbing in-your-face flashiness of many of those foibles treasured by modern society are simply not for me. Seemingly not designed or intended to last, many of […]

Killing time, we ambled aimlessly on our evening stroll, extending our looping circuit around the streets of Porthcawl, hands clasped around takeaway cups of coffee to warm our fingers as we nattered about this and that and nothing much at […]

Value is relative, I suppose. In what do I find most value? My daughter’s sense of humour; sharing a bottle of wine or two of a summer evening with my wife; a long walk on a crisp, clear day. I […]

Whenever I used to hear the term “Off the grid”, I always thought that it meant living a more environmentally-conscious existence – doing everything possible to limit one’s consumption of energy and resources, getting back to nature. True, it does […]

“Congratulations, Simon; we’d like to offer you the Head of Year position.” It took a moment for those words to sink in, a very brief silence before my smile and thank you confirmed my overjoyed acceptance. I remember that silence […]

I plonked the bag of shopping onto the dining table and nipped out to the kitchen to pop the kettle on, another successful morning’s browsing done and dusted. A few minutes later, I returned to the living room, coffee in […]

It still staggers me to think that Rachel and I have been navigating life’s choppy currents together for twenty-two years at this point; a home, careers and a child, now almost an adult herself, and almost as old as I […]

On the south-facing slope of the large hill behind my home there is a cluster of trees, larches in fact, that stand sentinel above the other trees that face out into Swansea bay. True, there are other, more numerous, clusters […]

Or maybe that should read ‘Also strolled’. Probably. “Tsk” tuts Rachel, my wife. “Bloody post’s getting later all the time.” It’s true, it has gradually been clunking through the letterbox later and later over the last few years, so that […]