Biawoe

Imagine your home being burnt down by soldiers when you’re eight years old. Imagine becoming the girlfriend of your married … More

Housemates

“There’s another one in the bathroom!” she shrieked, barrelling into the kitchen and scuttling straight into me. “Careful,” I said, … More

The doorbell rings. The doorbell rings again. The doorbell rings a third time. Joe sticks his hand out from under … More

“Hello, good morning!” says the shop assistant. “Welcome to our little emporium! Anything in particular you’re looking for?” “I’m not … More

hold the hereness know the nowness not the thereness thenness nor the ifness whenness let go the whatness whereness whyness … More

Saturday night, the busiest time of the week, and the kitchen at Pizzeria Perfecto is buckling under the strain. Mel … More

This story was written for Jazz Community Church‘s Carol Service at St Martin in the Bullring in Birmingham. It’s 8.35am … More

Curled up on the steps of the old church, surrounded by boots, blankets, bottles, middle of the day and still … More

Shattered, it was. Shards scattered across the … More

He was born in a brick-built shed at the end of the garden, for there was no room in the … More

Isn’t it ever so lovely just to drive in an English city high street?Bus stops and taxi ranks and double … More

the corners of the crossroads by the car park and the bank during the day is where the men wait … More