Kevin was a collector. It had started when he was 7. His friends had amassed an impressive stack of baseball cards and whilst Kevin wasn’t sporty, the thought of collecting excited him. Not wanting to become a sheep, Kevin chose his own road. It was unusual to collect discarded cigarette butts, sure, but to Kevin, […]Read More The Collector
Dennis Snugtop wore the snazziest knitwear known to man. He was never happier than when the days grew shorter and the air turned colder. Whether he was sporting a cardigan, tank top, sweater or scarf, Dennis could be spotted a mile off. “There goes Dennis,” people would say to other people that were unfamiliar with […]Read More The wooly tale of Dennis Snugtop
Peter stared at the photo of Dijon whilst sitting at his table wearing nothing but a pair of shorts. It was humid already this morning, and sweat was beginning to form upon his brow. He breathed heavily and the photograph came alive. Memories of holidays and adventures. The blue skies, the wonderful new sights and […]Read More Not a whole grain.
It’s not all fun and games sitting at home playing video games. Being at home all day creates this nagging sensation that perhaps one should actually do some of those jobs that one doesn’t normally get around to until the weekend and which, because it’s the weekend, one then doesn’t feel compelled to do. All […]Read More Get a job