Red Screes

In the AM. About seven. The sound of hooves cantering along tarmac brought me out of what was my first decent night’s sleep in quite some time. ‘A horse.’ I said aloud smiling, still drowsy, sounding six years old. I turned, ducked under the rainmaster silver venetian blinds and looked out of the window behindContinue reading “Red Screes”

Arnside part ii

I was back in my car speeding along a B-road heading back toward the office. I knew what was coming. I kept repeating to myself that everything was going to be fine. Everything’s always fine. Not that my shaking left hand, aching jaw and nauseating swell in my ever-deepening stomach bought into my forced positivity.Continue reading “Arnside part ii”

Arnside

Staying true to the form of the last twelve months, February appeared to offer a little light in the distance only to reveal its culmination was an illusion. I was on the coast. Early as usual. Too early. Wanting to make a good impression, not that the pay cheques noticed. The temperatures had plummeted unexpectedly;Continue reading “Arnside”