Roland’s Story
Aged ninety three Roland still had an eye for the girls. He had been a resident in Greenacres for ten years. Although now wheelchair bound, he had a smile which lit up the day. A smile that lighten the mood…
Just Watching
Snip the dog sat watching Ted clearing away the detritus of many years neglect. Snip was aware of Teds dream. Perhaps Snip thought it was time to leave the dark wizard and move in with Ted instead. Yes thought Snip,…
The lion and it’s handler
Carol watched Derek at work, his fearless demeanour had fascinated her since she had first arrived at the circus. Derek had more hair than any man should have, and how Carol wanted to run her fingers through it. So she…
Tip toeing down the stairs
Times where hard, Marg had tried to care for her children since Derek had been crippled in the accident at the cotton mill. He had lost a eye and arm when he had was trapped between a iron shaft and…
To whom it may concern.
Photograph curtesy of Yinglan/ The Gardner engined Foden lorry is making its presence known. The sound of the engine ticking over is almost drowned by the sounds of chains been unclipped and milk churns being unloaded. Five am and the…
The bolt hole
To me it is a potting shed, somewhere that I might work in secret. A place where my pen can flow uninterrupted. It is a bolt hole from those individuals in society who call, just to be able to tell…
In Place of Drama
A surprise awaits those who reached a certain age and this place in life’s discourse. However first you need to understand that Greenacre’s is fine nursing home, which is mainly used by the country’s older citizens. This morning a new…
Greenacres
Photo prompt: Anura Bakhshi/ Where to begin. Should I talk about Greenacres and it’s sixty-nine residents, or should I start with the staff who manage those residents. I doubt any of them see what I do. It is early on…
The Harpist
The melody of a harp being played, drifted like a warm ocean. Slowly surrounding people. Like the scent of a rare flower, it found ways to impart its message. Passionate kisses flowed like thick Devon cream, as the dance floor…