The Figaro Murders*

“Right,” I say to Seb as he’s throwing his rucksack over his shoulder and preparing to leave.  “Am going to make a note that we’re up to The Flood episode in Season Six of Mad Men so…” “What – that’s the last one we’ve watched?” Seb says.  “I’m sorry that I’m not clearing up – […]

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The Anniversary Man*

“I got you a little something, for our anniversary and Valentine’s Day,” I say to Seb when he calls yesterday. “When’s Valentine’s Day?” Seb says. “February 14th,” I say.  Surely he ought to know this, but then again maybe it’s a good sign that he doesn’t: it means he hasn’t been wining and dining a […]

The Falcon’s Malteser*

“What would you like to drink my lovely?” Seb says.  We’re in his new local pub where we’ve arrived in time to order food before tonight’s rugby: New Zealand v France. “Double gin and slimline tonic please darling,” I say, smiling up at him.  He disappears to the bar. “If I can just do a […]

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 […]

Murder Among Friends*

“I haven’t seen you for ages,” Suzie says when I answer the door, after we’ve had a hug. “It’s only been a couple of weeks hasn’t it?”  I say.  “Sorry, darling, I was asleep.”  Didn’t make it to the door in time. “Thought you probably were,” she says.  “Anyway – a couple of weeks is […]

A Thief Of Time*

“Hello,” Seb says, looking over at me in bed this morning, smiling. “Good morning,” I say.  “How did you sleep?” “Not bad,” he says.   “Well, you were asleep every time I woke up,” I say, stroking his hair, gazing into his turquoise eyes.  “You were making those contented sleeping noises: those hedgehog snuffles and…” […]

Swimming With The Dead*

Swimming around the azure pool under a cloudless sky, I’m content.  This is one of my best things: swimming in an outdoor pool – the only sounds the thrum of the crickets and the chatter of the chaffinches.  Lizards dart across the outside walls of the house. As I swim around the pool, I pass […]