The Fugitive Pigeon*

“How is my fluffy?” I ask Mum when I call to let the parentals know that have made it to my Office.  If I don’t call, they just assume that am Still In Bed or have snuck off to the gym. “He’s a very naughty boy,” Mum says, in her Teacher Voice. “What has he […]

Trouble Is My Business*

Painventory 1.  Cramp in left leg – down the side and around the knee, but on the inside – the inner knee.  No idea how/ why this has happened. 2.  Blocked nose: new allergy that am going to see a specialist about in three weeks, by which time it will probably have killed me.  Although […]

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 […]

Eye For An Eye*

“Happy Tuesday?  Have cancelled my Saturday morning appointment so can come down on Friday now if that suits,” I message Seb this morning. When I wake up in the night, drenched in sweat, am panicking about not going to see Seb until Saturday when it will be busy.  Also there is a train strike planned […]