Short Stories

For Better For Worse

  Gwayne, an electrician, had come to England from Jamaica on a three-month holiday several years earlier, over-stayed and never returned to his native Kingston.  Handsome and a body building fanatic, his relationships with women invariably hit the buffers when…

The Late Mr X

The late Mr X    Minty sat down at a small table in an open-air café in the sunny, picturesque town of Andorra la Vella, the capital of the principality. On the way from France the coach, brimful of passengers,…

On Her Watch

Beryl, single and singularly bitter about it, who blamed her three brothers for having failed to find her a husband and loathed her sisters-in-law in equal measure, grudgingly thanked her only niece, Deirdre for the nice lunch she’d been treated…

The Six Judges

One scorching summer’s day a guru went for a swim in the river Ganges, a long, sacred river that has its source in the snow-capped mountains of the Himalayas.  Now a guru is an Indian priest  who is much respected. On…

The Boardroom

When he had first arrived in the firm someone called him Titch and the name had stuck. He was a short, slight, man, very quiet but with a keen sense of humour and a total devotion to his job. He…

Surya Bai

It was a hot day and a very poor milk woman hobbled along the long, dusty road that led to the bazaar. By her side skipped her little girl sometimes lagging behind to pick the daisies that grew on the…

Living Doll

LIVING DOLL      ‘Look what Mr Masters gave me,’ Hattie said. Tom stared astonished at the object that Hattie had placed  on the kitchen dresser. Eighteen inches high, porcelain faced with glassy blue, expressionless eyes, curly black eyelashes, scarlet  lips…

Fortune

FORTUNE      Dead on 5.30, Julia headed out of the office for the cinema where she and Simon were meeting  to see The Graduate. Simon belonged to a close-knit Jewish family of chocolatiers in the grand tradition of Franz Sacher (he…