Lockdown Day 5: Friday March 27th March, 2020 Uncle Lachlan Ruadh? Whisky – liquid sunshine bound by the sky’s tears. The water of life finished him off young before I was eight. He was always fun, the Big Bad Wolf of eager infant imagination. He never opened his mouth without a joke to crack or […]
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Capstan full-strength fog
Lockdown Day 4: Thursday March 26th, 2020 Next? Grandpa – emphysema. I was seven by then. He was bedridden as long as I could remember, wreathed in a constant Capstan full-strength fog, assuring the doctor on his frequent visits that he’d really, really given up smoking this time despite the dead-give-away haze you could […]
she’s still dead
Lockdown Day 3: March 25th, 2020. I paused to marshal delinquent thoughts.“This is a pretty unusual way to pass the time, Terry. You sure this is what you want? It’s not very… uplifting.” He nodded, rigid shoulders framing syncopated breathing, “Humour me.” “Humour you? That’s easy. What do you call a Glaswegian in a […]
the fabric of life
Lockdown Day 2: Tuesday 24th March, 2020 Grandad died.” I stopped. And waited. Then waited some more. Terry chuckled, “Trick, your ignorance is encyclopaedic. Even on my death bed you won’t cut me some slack. Come on. Give up the good stuff. All the juicy bits. The secrets go to the grave with me. I […]
The Book of the Dead
Lockdown Day 1: Monday 23rd March, 2020. God means to kill us all “I’m collecting dead people, Trick.” Terry grinned eerily across the stark neon room as he said it. “Strange occupation for a scouser like, you might say, but it don’t mean that I’m robbing graves and selling the body parts. And don’t […]