Monthly Archives: February 2016

Friday Fictioneers – Overtime

ff170216Tommy and his mother flicked through Winkleman’s summer catalogue.

‘Is that the watch you want?’

Tommy nodded and smiled. Jessie never could resist that smile – even if it did mean finding an extra fifty dollars before her son’s birthday at the end of the month.

A single knock echoed across the sunlit room.

‘Off you go now, Tommy. Mummy’s got to work.’

Tommy was only eight but he knew what work meant. The kitchen door clicked shut behind him.

Jessie checked her lipstick in the mirror. She was tired of this life, but she wouldn’t let Tommy down – she couldn’t.


These words form my entry into Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge.

Moving House: Part 1 – Getting Ready

Pushed-into-Moving-HomeBack in 2003 we moved into our current house with the plan on staying for perhaps five years before heading onto somewhere new. Well that plan has finally come to fruition – albeit seven and a half years behind schedule. It’s not without a hint of sadness that we’re on on the move, but that’s only to be expected after so long in the one house. However, were excited to be starting a new chapter in our journey through life. It’s one we’re both looking forward to, and it’s also one I thought I’d tell the world about via my blog.

First thing to mention – where are we moving to? Well, the answer is a small town on the fringes of the Scottish Borders called Biggar. We currently live in Larbert, in Central Scotland, and the map below shows our move:


It takes around 75 minutes to get from our old house to our new one. While it may not seem that far to some, to us it’s a big change. Biggar is a much smaller community with a completely different – more countryside – feel. It’s also much further from my work in Glasgow, but home working will mean it’s a journey I don’t need to undertake every day. The house we’re moving into is a new build. For details of the development, please click here.

Our moving in date is 04/03; however, we need to vacate our current house on 26/02 i.e. a week before. This will mean seven nights in a hotel before we can actually call Biggar our new home town. On 26/02 our removal people will take our belongings and place them in storage. A week later they will transport our possessions from storage down to Biggar. Between now and 26/02 it’s just a process of getting everything as it needs to be for moving day. Today we emptied the shed; next we will start to take some of our living room furniture to pieces.

Probably time I stopped writing and got on with something else. Hopefully this short blog gives you a picture of what we’re up to. Regular updates will be added over the coming couple of months – before, during and after the move.

Thanks for reading.

Friday Fictioneers – Home Bird

ff100216A single drip of condensation trickled down the living room wall. Arthur shivered and cupped his pale hands around a mug of steaming, black coffee – Arthur detested black coffee, but the last of the milk had run out over two weeks ago.

By now the early-spring daffodils would be forcing their way between the tangled weeds of his allotment on Warring Rd. Arthur wanted nothing more than to be back there, tending to his beloved patch – but he knew if went out he’d never get back in. He was the only one left you see, and he had nowhere else to go.


These words form my entry into Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge.

Friday Fictioneers – Development Opportunity

ff030216Frank rolled down the car window and spat raven-black spit onto the sandy ground. The sign chained to the fence said ‘Coming Soon – Affordable Family Housing’.

‘How can they build out there?’ I said. ‘It’s more water than land, Frank.’

‘People needs houses, Joe. They’ll just drain it. Five years from now you’ll never know Logan’s swamp ever existed.’ Frank reached for a fresh plug of tobacco and wedged it under his bottom lip.

I forced a nervous smile. It had been over ten years – surely they’d never find her. Even if they did, they’d never be able to prove nothin’.


These words form my entry into Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge.