The Devil’s Coin.
I once worked in some kitchens where the very best chef was an Italian man named Sergio. I don’t know …
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Fifteen Minutes.
The cafeteria was open but at this hour it was still very quiet and you could even hear a radio …
An Edinburgh Office Telephone Conversation.
“Good afternoon. Shortbread factory. Steve speaking.” A man’s voice. “Hello… er… is that the shortbread factory?” “Indeed it is. How …
Brexit Disaster: The Reality On The Ground.
You will know that my agency often sends me to work in one of Edinburgh’s ampler supermarkets. You might also …
The Paradox of a Revolutionary Cup of Coffee
My employment agency sometimes sends me to a pub in the south of Edinburgh which is called The Buns. It …
The End of the Fringe: Teatro Delusio.
This year, both God and the Devil, and all of the Fringe reviewers in between, have stressed the phenomenal skill …
The Massacre of the Agency Workers.
Tycienski herded most of the stunned agency workers through the kitchen door and out into the night. The workers were …
Under The Stairs.
Tycienski threw himself like a tennis ball down flights of stairs. He was immensely cheerful now that he was free …
More Figures On The Lawn.
What Tycienski knew was this: Agata had been sacked from the agency eight months ago. On the phone, however, she …
The Armchair.
The agency deployed its workers throughout a broad chain of hospices and care homes, rather like a militaristic empire sending …
The No-Go Rooms.
When the new girl arrived back at the house that evening, longing to put her feet up after traipsing for …
The Room Under The Eaves.
The house had settled down after lunch; little doors had opened in inconspicuous places and gulped down all of those …
The Red Carpet.
Macbeth had been abandoned just after the murder of Duncan, which had at least provided a fortuitous ending to the …
The Garden.
Janet brightened up after lunch and the service staff were alarmed to hear her suddenly wittering away about the garden. …
The Front Door.
Perpetually alert and infinitely calculating, Janet was sitting up in bed and waiting for the arrival of the new girl. …
