Drinking with Frankie

Part 2: Dinner I’m off the bus and walking down to the station. I got off a stopearly just so I could walk down the street, get a feel for the cityand feel the energy. It’s a different place from home, that’s forsure, but it’s like slipping into an old pair of shoes. Down pasttheContinue reading “Drinking with Frankie”

Drinking with Frankie

Part One: Bus Waiting in the queue at the bus station. Headphones in. Flickingthrough some songs. Everyday People. That’ll do nicely. Sly and the Family Stone. A classic. You’re shaking your head. It is. No. I know it is. The queue’s full of people heading up to the city for a night out. The smellContinue reading “Drinking with Frankie”

Escape

This is some of the writing from my story ‘Follow the Light’ And we are off, bleary-eyed, into the Ayrshire morning. Emmylooks gorgeous, her short blonde hair and a smile that I wouldnever tire of seeing. My car sitting on the street coughs up a cloud of exhaust fumesas I turn the key. A fewContinue reading “Escape”

Best Days

This is part one of my story ‘Best Days’ Blue sky high above as the last shadows of night fade away.The first warm rays of the sun. Two birds in a dance of life.Together. One moves in front, then the other.Sweeping low down over the shared garden behind the flats,past last night’s BBQ and wineContinue reading “Best Days”

Two Doors Down

‘Two Doors Down’ is a song I wrote a few years ago now. I was thinking about the song when I wrote this story the other day. Content note: This story includes mild violence, crime themes, and adult references. I check the street behind me. So many faces, but none I recognise. The city hasContinue reading “Two Doors Down”