Monthly Archives: January 2009

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True Story

This is a true story…He and I moved to Brockley in 2002. The cartoon campervan ‘lived’ on our street. It was there from the very beginning. I was so excited when I saw it, recognising tank girl immediately, painted on its rear doors. It reminded

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The Old Songs Still Play

John came home to the smell of already-cooking bolognese. Celia was moving around the kitchen, door closed, stereo loud – wobbling at the hob to the sort of music that seems to seperate women and men at some fundamental, almost genetic level. As he dropped

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Clash By Night

We stood in the driveway with our bags, staring at the beat up old caravan. It was the only thing Freddy had inherited from his father – we were surprised he got anything at all, considering they hadn’t spoken in more than ten years –

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tweet in the tale

If any of you aredingthis plese plaes stopknocking. I’m sorry!!!!!!>MWNB 3 seconds ago pleas someonne HELP I’m in real trouble here they won’t go away can’t call cops phone not working all I can do is use this fukn thing!!! 23 seconds ago Is anyone

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The Ghost Bus

Of course, everybody knew there weren’t any ghosts on the Ghost Bus. It was kitsch, halloweeny-stuff that livened up the rest of the year. Ooh, the ghost bus is in town! Grab the kids, let’s hop on board! What wacky murals cover it now? Remember

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I Am Ninja

The ninja stayed hidden within the gaudily painted camper van, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. He recalled his training, the hours spent motionless, and the harsh chastisement meted out by his sensei should he detect the merest flicker of movement from him. He