Whimsical Tales

Dr. Amadeus and his Homeopathic Bugbear

Dr. Angelo Amadeus preferred a bowl of warm stoicism for breakfast, along with two slices of matter-of-fact bread. He also preferred his logic hardboiled (unlike some who like theirs scrambled).  His steely grey eyes had […]

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Why’s and Witches

Once upon a witching hour, old John Emburley stood upon a lonely bridge and contemplated the end. He had decided that life was a series of nothings – or if it was something then it […]

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The Pope has a Bout of Regret

The supreme pontiff of the Universal Church of Christ, Pope John Paul Ringo IV had just ascended the throne. Voted in by the College of Cardinals and according to the canon of apostolic succession, the […]

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Cream and Scum both Rise to the Top

In his desire to become a politician of some renown and calibre Richard Mugamba had spurs galore to prick the sides of his intent and oodles of vaulting ambition that frequently overleapt itself. Thin wisps […]

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Speak or be Silent

As fell clutches of circumstances and bludgeonings of chance went Kevin found himself in the most dreadful and despairing of them all: He was unable – as any self-respecting angst-ridden teenager with ripped jeans and […]

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Dudley and his Artifacts

Dudley Dudsborough was a collector of artifacts. He was especially fascinated by all things recherché. He had an affinity for rare and uncommon things and took to them much as pandas take to bamboo shoots, […]

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Steve has a Few Pints

Lonely as the loneliest cloud, Steve was in the process of downing his first pint of the evening. Thick as a ceramic brick and obtuse as two of the choicest short planks, Steve was more […]

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Dimbleby Gives Writing a Shot

As suffering artists went, Dimbleby suffered more bolts of anguish and spurts of pain than your average struggling writer cursed with more ambition than good sense. His writer’s block was now bigger than the Hoover […]

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William uses his Will Power

William, having once again reached the end of his goldfish bowl existence, turned around and carried on blowing bubbles of apathy, and gawping nonchalant gawps. Blithe and insouciant, bored and blasé, William had never once […]

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Helpful Helen Lends a Helping Hand

Helpful Helen couldn’t help it; she loved to lend people a helping hand. Ever since she was ushered past the threshold of adolescence and into the wide-open meadows of adulthood she saw rainbow skies and […]

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Vegetarian Virginia

Poor Virginia was so fat and lumbered with so many layers of lard that nasty people called her a cow. She was round and rotund. Obesity stalked her like some perverse paparazzi. Corpulence haunted her […]

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Hen-Pecked Henry

This, female Tisiphone, who went by the seraphic name of Angel Anna, liked to have hen-pecked Henry firmly under her big claw – squashed and gasping for air. Nothing he did was right enough for […]

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Nirvana under the Bodh Tree

Johan Johansson was your average Scandinavian – straight out of Hitler’s masturbatory bedside catalogue of mythical Aryans, with his polar-bear-peroxide-blond hair and his cerulean-blue-whale eyes. Unfortunately, Johan was depressed – mainly because he had oodles […]

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The Day Beauty Died

Rambunctious Ramu had climbed up the ladder of juvenile delinquency and, ensconced comfortably on the top rung, had been pelting people with pellets of peevish outbursts. The silver spoon he was born with was used […]

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Mr Kookarut’s Motley Ink Heart

  Mr. Kookarut had been informed by all and sundry that he had no heart and that his personality was as rugged as a Scandinavian backpacker’s sleeping bag and just as misshapen. He would harrumph […]

Sci Fi

Quantum Saviour

Part 1: The Vanishing Jenna’s young eyes, ignorant of the names of the stars that lit the night sky, sought out the pole star, one of the few stars she recognised. She marvelled at how […]