Caught in the Headlights

Caught in the Headlights

It was a morning just like all his previous mornings: wake up, wash, dress, eat, go to work, and again the ever present feeling  that there was something missing in his life. Jeff was no stranger to this feeling, he didn’t know why it was happening, and it had been...
Flying Pigs on the Summit

Flying Pigs on the Summit

“It’s impossible, can’t ever be done!” “Why not!” Simon replied. “I mean … you couldn’t move this mountain, could you? You’re gullible if you believe all the stuff it says in that book. You’ll be saying next that pigs can fly!” I laughed, and looked up at the sky. I...
Crinkle Crags

Crinkle Crags

It’s 6am; I rise to a new day. Outside my window, a curtain of darkness hides the land. Lake Windermere is asleep under a ghostly blanket of ethereal mist, faintly illuminated by waxen light from a clear moon in a star-studded sky. I watch as the sun’s auroral...
Presence in the Cavern

Presence in the Cavern

The object seemed cylindrical and protruded out from the blackness of the cave entrance. It shimmered with light, and yet was not solid. Geoff felt the wind on his beard, moving him, swirling around him, examining him, before he noticed it moving the object,...
Cossack, Snooker and Bridge

Cossack, Snooker and Bridge

“I say,” came the unexpected remark as we sat around the poolside in Malta.
“I say, you there. Seen any Ruskies around here, have you?”
Granted, it was not the kind of question you would expect in the middle of the day, relaxing after lunch. Lifting the hat of my...