Locked Down in Edinburgh (3).
“You know that when I was thirteen years old, I broke my leg. It was actually the lion’s share of …
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No Idea.
Big Beak.
Flutter By.
In the south of Edinburgh, on the generally less civilised side of the bypass, stands a butterfly sanctuary. The butterflies …
The Death of Henry.
When the building had been first built, three ornamental maple trees had been planted in a row outside the entrance …
Potation.
Blush Sofa and Terrain.
Some Guys.
Two Bar Music Stories.
Myself and my editor James have both worked in bars from time to time and we have both run into …
Sundive.
The sun had hung above Edinburgh for over two days now and most people doubted that much more time could …
Ten Years of Tychy.
At the Hive, everybody was sucking on tiny lollipops and drinking cocktails with Nutella in. Polly had given her sister …
The Noctes Ambrosianae (No 21).
[SCENE: The Caley Picture House. James, Tychy, Pablo, and Tori are drinking in one of those stylish wooden alcoves.] Tychy …
In the Banshee Labyrinth.
Tonight I am thinking of the last time that I was in the banshee labyrinth. It was several years ago, …
More Hammocks.
Summer in Crayons.
“The remaining plants in the British garden are always unruly and need “cutting back,” just as British children need to …
