Sauchihall Street Cash Converters

Sauchihall Street Cash Converters

      Good afternoon, Sir. How are you today? Such frightful weather for this time of year. I guess you’re wondering what someone like me Is doing in your shop? Let me be clear It’s not that times are hard, at least not yet. But everyone...
Poakits

Poakits

A poem. About pockets. Poakits Ah’m at thone age when a trip tae Brentford Nylons seems a guid idea. No fur purple, brushed nylon sheets that sparked when you and yer man gied it laldy; No fur curtains, two pair wan tae pit up and wan tae chainge wi when they others...
A Christmas Ghost Story

A Christmas Ghost Story

‘Know whit’s traditional at Christmas?’ he said. ‘Ghost stories. Everybiddy loves a Ghost story’ I swirled the beer at the bottom of my glass and smiled. ‘Load a shite, in’t it?’ ‘Naw, naw. Look at Dickens and A Christmas Carol. Classic ghost story that.’ I raised an...
Witch- A Flash Fiction

Witch- A Flash Fiction

Dad called my mother’s mother a witch. He said she saw a dancing sprite weaving in and out of flames, cast like a shadow on her bedroom wall, the night before a fire stole her middle child. The green curtains that hung on his bedroom wall were deemed to be the cause,...
The Perfect Family

The Perfect Family

In the best traditions of Christmas, I’ve written a ghost story. The subject matter is very delicate so I think it only fair to issue some trigger warnings. If you have suffered from infertility, miscarriage or SIDS, you may find the following distressing....
See Ma Resolutions?

See Ma Resolutions?

This is written for the same narrator as See Ma Man? I hope you enjoy it. See Ma Resolutions? See me? See New Year’s resolutions? Ah hate them, so ah dae. Every year ah say ah’m no gonnae dae them ony mair, but as sure as a murder oan Eastenders Christmas edition, ah...
Poppies In The Snow

Poppies In The Snow

I wrote this story several years ago as part of a remembrance event at our local library. It felt apt to share it again today. Poppies In The Snow Sandy buttoned his old jacket and pulled the collar up. Taking his cap from the peg he turned to his son Fraser, sitting...
Glasgow Style

Glasgow Style

  ‘Hello there, doll,’ he says. ‘Hi,’ she says, smiling. ‘Mind if I sit here?’ He points to the barstool beside her. She sighs. ‘If you want to.’ ‘You’re no from around here, are you?’ ‘How observant.’ She attracts the barman’s eye. ‘Ah’ll get that for you,...
It’s Not easy Being Green.

It’s Not easy Being Green.

[tweetmeme source=”nettiewriter” http://www.URL.com] Kevin hated waste. He despised the plastic packaging on the fruit and veg in the supermarket, and knew that the contents would wither, shrivel and turn into maggot-infested goo long before the wrapper...
Poppies In The Snow

Poppies In The Snow

[tweetmeme source=”nettiewriter” http://www.URL.com] Sandy buttoned his old jacket and pulled the collar up. Taking his cap from the peg he turned to his son Fraser, sitting at the kitchen table, shoulders hunched over a mug of tea. “Ah’ll away to the...

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