This week, an original essay by Adam Farrer. Image by Emma Gibbs. —– I already knew how my […]
Category Archive: Stories
Despite the fact that it is the middle of August, I dig out my winter coat from the […]
Several years ago, I was standing in the market place of the small South Lincolnshire town where I was born and grew up. It was Thursday, market day, though it was no longer possible for a relaxed sociable crowd to meander through the stalls.
I saw a flash. It was the metal of a knife. The biggest blade I’d ever seen in […]
It’s unusually warm for December, as though the season’s made a mistake and is surprised to be here. […]
He volunteers with the organization I work for, and that’s where I meet him: a late night meeting […]
I am not in a cafe. I am not with my father. I am not even drinking coffee. […]