Set in Stone

  It was Ethel and Martha’s usual routine to go for a ride on a Sunday afternoon. Not for them the lycra-clad, bottled-water swigging, bright young things down at the gymnasium. No, a pair of good stout brogues, a sensible tweed skirt, bicycle clips and the wind blowing through their head-scarved pink-permed hair was the …

Continue reading Set in Stone

Advertisements

Honky Tonk Angel

Inspiration for new stories can come from anywhere. A photo of a gentleman's club in the days of prohibition and an advert for tracing old friends set off this train of thought.  I nearly didn’t recognise her. Could this be the same plump little girl with fly-away hair who followed me around like a puppy …

Continue reading Honky Tonk Angel