Space

Jacob pressed himself into the space deep hewn into the granite cliffs beneath the castle walls, he was panting and heavy with tiredness. The stone corridor was clammy, loose sharp stones unbalanced his step. Dank moss hung onto life in every crevice breathing in the damp winds that blew in from the moor. He ducked…

The Colonel (part 8)

  Diana let herself in by the front door, picked up the letters and without a care skipped down to the kitchen where Miss Simms was clucking and fussing as she normally did. The chopping board was red with chicken blood and feathers were strewn around the floor. Aga Jhan had become useful in the…

The Colonel (part 7)

Diana was agitated and confused. Her plans for teaching had been abandoned. Coming home from India, she had returned empty handed as it was described for those of the fishing fleet looking for husbands. She had spent a few months in dull company, in hill stations with ruddy faced planters with grabbing hands. Some had…

The Colonel (part 6)

  This follows from The Colonel (part 5) Diana 1944 Henry awoke feeling stiff and cold. The fire was just grey embers and there was a red heart of a dying log that waited for a kick that would spread sparks into a life of flame again. He was thinking of India, the early mist…

The Colonel (part 5)

  The follows from The Colonel (part 4). 'I really must be off,' said Diana in a low voice rather hoping that she would not be heard. She shuffled her feet nervously, her shoes making patterns in the gravel drawing with precision. 'Please don't Diana. Wait a minute,' the Colonel said and there was a…

The Colonel (part 4)

This follows from (The Colonel part 3) Henry spent a few days in London, he had to speak to his bank in Pall Mall. the n transferred his late Aunt's money and was pleased to hear that his application for membership at the Planter's Club had been accepted. He wrote a telegram to the stationĀ …

The Colonel (part 3)

This follows fromĀ The Colonel (part 2) The steamer was slinking into Aden past the Tribal Cliffs. Aga Jhan was on the deck. He had never seen a coast line and since leaving Bombay had spent his time breathing in the cool air, washing the salt spray into his beard, savouring each move the ship made…

The Colonel (part 2)

  This follows from The Colonel (part 1). The house that Colonel Henry inherited was just north of Harrogate in the village of Killinghall. A rather apt name he thought. The lawyer had sent instructions on who should arrange handover, the bank balances and information about the decision to employ a Miss Simms who had…

Locked down and feeling thoughtful

It has been said that when we emerge from this crisis there will be a discussion on the BC period, before Covid-19 and an AC, after Covid-19. I suggest there is another period called DC during Covid-19. This is more relevant as we all cope in our own ways. The biggest challenge is wasting time.…

The lock down changes everything.

Today on my morning dog walk across the Cow Common it was a good time to reflect in the empty space before me in a physical and mental sense. Physically the Common is deserted. The sun is hot and the cracking of the early frost under my feet delights me. The swans have now come…