Discover my 100 word stories and other bits and pieces added to the blog over the years.
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Captain Boris Picklefox
The sirens wailed. “Thirty seconds until self destruct.” Captain Boris Picklefox stared, wide-eyed, at the blinking console. He knew that he knew which button to press in precisely this situation; he’d been shown at the start of his first week in charge of the Galactic Cruiser and every second Wednesday since. He extended an arm…
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The BBQ
The invitation had said 3pm. Paul arrived at 2.Three hours later, and with barely a spark, Kevin was sweating. The plan was to light it, make sure the coals were white hot (he’d read that somewhere) and then begin cooking. By the time people arrived, he’d be half way through the cook. This would, Kev thought, have…
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The Carpet Cleaner
As the millionaire Chairman knelt on the groundthe workers around him could do nothing but frown.For the silver haired leader, an octogenarian,was restoring the carpet to a sparkling new state again. With more cash in the bank than the east side of Surreyhe scrubbed at the carpet with blood, sweat and hurry.When asked why he…
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Crossroads
John chewed happily as he waited. Vine weed made a pleasant change to the usual diet of bluebottles, mosquitoes and other winged insects that made it into his grill. He’d heard them argue, of course. “I know where we’re going. I’ve been here before.” “You told me you’d been here with your folks, when you…
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Arthur
Arthur Junior (son of Arthur Senior) had taken to sitting at his father’s slightly wonky writing desk every second Wednesday of the month. His father, whom like any self-respecting gentleman, was very particular about his particulars, never missed a hunt. The trick to never getting into trouble, Arthur Junior had observed, was to never get…
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Me. You. Coffee. 