As he lay there, head throbbing and eyes blinded by the sun, all he could do was think about the could-a, would-a, should-a’s.Read More Sleep now
Becoming a chef and owning his own bistro was something Alfredo had always dreamt of. What he lacked in experience he more than made up for in passion. He knew he would have to wing it, and if there were bad reviews he’d just bat them away. Specialising in Italian food, Alfredo’s soon became THE […]Read More Alfredo’s Bistro
They both heard the buzzer.
He thought it was her turn.
She, in turn, thought it was his.
It was her turn to wash up, of that he was sure.Read More Slippery Slope
There had been concerns raised and questions asked when this year’s Annual Convention for the Follicly Challenged was to be held in mid-July at Camber Sands.Read More Meeting of Minds