The Bumblebee Flies Anyway*

No messages from Seb since Saturday.  Maybe his phone has been drowned in the rain.  Or sucked dry by leeches.  Hope he will send a message soon.  Am missing him.  There’s no point in worrying about it, I tell myself.  He will be in touch.  Must hold on to this thought. The panther dozes on […]

Murder Every Monday*

“It’s strange,” Seb says as we walk from the bus stop to my Office, “remembering the time when I lived here.  It was a difficult time – I was in a bad mental state.”  We’ve just passed the road where he was living when we met ten years ago. “I wasn’t,” I say.  “I was […]

The Venus Throw*

Watching Venus.  Seb is on his way apparently.   Could wash but it seems more important to watch this match.  Venus is almost my age – she’s 35 now.  Maybe won’t have the chance to watch her too many more times.  Feeling very sad that Kauto Star has just died.  A great, great sportsman.  If […]

Deadly Heat*

Looking at my phone, I see that the time is 5.15am.  Have been awake since 4.04am. To attempt to return to sleep have: 1.  Put the fan on its highest setting. 2.  Am not even that hot anyway due to my new thinner duvet – 4.5 tog.  Thank you to my Aunty for this. 3. […]

The Triple Petunia Murder Case*

“I like my colour scheme, don’t you?” Mum says.  We’re sitting on the terrace in the parental garden, and all around us are petunias of different pinks and purples:         “They’re stunning,” I say.  “What about those pink-and-green-ones from last year?” “Couldn’t get any this year,” Mum says.  “Asked at the garden centre, but […]

Flashman’s Lady*

“So, there’s a train strike planned for Monday,” I tell Seb when he calls yesterday.  “So, um, what shall I do about returning home?”   “Why don’t you book a train ticket to go back on Sunday night then?” He says.  “I need to work on Monday – I’ve just discovered that I do have […]

The Cat Who Saw Stars*

Waking up with a start, I fumble for my watch.  5.15am.  Ah, the joy of hot flushes.  Sipping from my water bottle, wiping my sweat-drenched face with the towel that now lives on the floor next to my bed, I put on my Body Scan CD. After listening to it twice, I’m still awake.  No […]