Tooth And Nail*

20th October 2013 Violent rain batters the car.   We’re on the motorway, in heavy traffic.  Dad is driving, Mum is navigating and am sitting in the back.  Next to me is a box and something inside the box is crying and has been howling non-stop for almost two hours. “Tanya, talk to him,” Mum says, turning round.  “Keep […]

Hide And Seek*

“Where’s my fluffy?” Mum asks Dad.  Have been out with Mum and Dad has been at the parental home, in charge of the fluffy monster. “He’s inside,” Dad says.  “He came in and I closed the flap, so he must be in the house somewhere.” Dad is wearing his bright purple sweater.  Mum purchased it […]

An Appetite For Murder*

“Oh, there you are, Tanya,” Mum says as I wander into the kitchen in search of fizzy water.  “Can you find that kitten and ask him why he hasn’t eaten his supper?” “OK,” I say.  “What?  In the wild?  There isn’t any fizzy water in the fridge or…” “No, he’s in the house somewhere,” Mum […]

Day Of Atonement*

“Are you coming back to synagogue with me then?” Mum says.  I’m sitting on the parental sofa under my furry blanket; Dad dozes in his armchair; the fluffy monster rests in his rose chair.  You can see him in the attached photo. “I can’t,” I say, sipping my coffee.  “Have to write the blog or…” […]

Murder In Time*

“What time do you call this?” Mum says, marching into my bedroom. “I’m asleep,” I say, from under the covers.  “I’ve come here for a rest, remember.” “Well it’s six o’clock.  In the evening,” Mum says, opening my curtains.  “You’d better have a bath.  I know you didn’t have one yesterday because…” “I did,” I […]

Wicked Autumn*

“Hello lovely.  Am out with brother,” Seb’s message comes through at 2.44pm.  “Nice markets around so I’ll bring supper.  Any requests?” “Thank you,” I reply.  My darling Seb.  “Olives, bread and cheese please xxx.” Have been filming all day with Mum and am so exhausted that my mind has gone blank.  It’s already almost dark […]

Holes*

“Look,” Mum says, pointing to the grass at my feet.  We’re standing in the  parental garden.  Looking down, I see a small hole, about four centimetres in diameter.  You can see it in the attached photo. “What is it?” I say. “No one knows,” Mum says.  “The garden is covered in them, look.” Walking around […]

Blitzcat*

Watching The World At War.  This episode deals with Dunkirk and now we are approaching The Battle Of Britain. Have hung up one load of washing: the towels and washing-up cloths.  The other load has now finished, but it seems more important to watch these brave pilots.  Here they are, in their flying gear and […]

A Scanner Darkly*

It’s cool, calm and quiet in the waiting area for MRI scans.  Am the youngest person here by at least forty years, as usual.  The only sounds are the squeak of doors opening and closing; the patter of footprints and the thud of walking sticks up and down the corridor.  Listen carefully and there’s a […]

Runaway Drain

“Come on darling. You know you’re not allowed in there,” Mum says. The fluffy monster has climbed inside the freezer and is curled up on a shelf, gazing out at us. Mum takes some felafel out and waits for the cat to step out. He doesn’t. Eventually he puts one front paw down on the […]