Category Archives: Denise Leppard

Another night lying awake whilst the occupant of the room next door snored and snorted and sounded off other bodily functions.     Ellen knew her husband Jack was also awake,   lying motionless  beside her. Like her, he always awakened when … Continue reading →

She was famous for her roses. In their season,  great swathes of vibrant colour and suffocating perfume  filled the rosebeds sweeping across the green lawns under the heavily leafed trees. And the blooms,  enormous and bursting with colour, caught the … Continue reading →

She turned her head away from the computer screen and half closed her eyes.  Dammit, the man had done it again. She had read the story three times, and every time she felt that tingling sense of awareness that told … Continue reading →

Gordon had become quite obsessed by the contents of his new neighbour’s washing line. He had been quietly delighted when the widowed Mrs. Willoughby moved next door. A well padded Amazon of a woman, rounded in all the right places, … Continue reading →

Hello, love. Sorry I took so long to answer. The train’s absolutely packed solid and I had trouble getting my mobile out of my pocket. ..…. Hello? That is you, Merissa? Your voice sounds peculiar .. What?

There you are my darling Bright eyes sparkling, coat a shining Ears alert and tongue lolling Ready and waiting Tip toe treading, focussed, panting, Nose all scenting ears all pricking Ready to go. No slow walking but a fast trot … Continue reading →

I’ve got as far as half way house but I won’t be going on They said the road was easy, but they were little more than wrong

Her advertisement came out in the mid week edition of the local newspaper, far sooner than Joyce had expected. ‘But still, everything’s computerised these days,” she said to the cat, who was sitting washing his face on the Georgian sideboard. … Continue reading →

It started with my mother telling me she and I were going to a party to be held at the oil refinery, just down the road. This was interesting but something of a distraction from the many things that normally … Continue reading →

Adam and Zoe should have been idyllically happy when they moved onto Goose Farm. But he soon realised that whereas he felt at home in the Old Dairy from the moment they moved in, it was soon evident she was … Continue reading →