The Bat*

“Watch out, I’m diving in,” Dad says, standing on the edge of the pool.  Sweeping his arms up, then down, then up again, he stretches them out in front of him.  There’s a huge splash and he does a length of the pool and clambers out again. “Is that it?” I say, as I chug […]

The Holiday Murders*

The parentals seem happy and relaxed, reading their books by the pool.  Is nice to see them smiling.  Being on holiday is good for them.  So, am going to make a list of how-to-make-their-lives-more-like-a-holiday which will implement on our return. 1.  Find more sunshine.  Or, failing that, purchase a couple of those light boxes for […]

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 […]

Two Wheels*

“Do you work here?” I ask the heavily tattooed but otherwise cute young chap fiddling with his smartphone in the gym.  He looks up. “Yeah,” he says.  That’s quite a tan he’s got: deep caramel. His hair is blond and brown spikes. “Plenty of machines here,” I say.  “Which is great.  Shame there’s no bikes […]