‘Yeah, I like tents.  I used to travel with my family, as a kid, up and down the NSW coast.  Even up to 10 years ago a friend and I would...

My job is to keep treasured foodstuffs safe but accessible to family members, and customers. One way to achieve this is to prevent...

Dark hangs at the apex of the swing, holding, holding. Silence of the drop of dew, holding, holding. Petals gently shift, twist,...

‘New Year!! What the…'   ‘I haven’t gotten used to the last New Year. To be truthful, I’m still flummoxed that it is ALREADY 25 years...

Sitting around, propping up and leaning on the variegated, woven, black jacquard encompassing and enhancing it.  An eating place, a...

He sat and watched the fire during low, embers glistening and spitting as the oil wood burst tiny sparks. His mind was numb, not...

Sitting at the dinner-breakfast table he would cluck and mutter whenever the story of the minute was flying about. Four grandies from 7...

‘What do you mean I don’t try? I’ve been called the most trying person that ever lived.’ Today I will climb over a fence, the barbed wire...

A pub discussion ‘Up to my bloody armpits. It doesn’t bloody stop. Everywhere you look is his face. Just like his sister ole Horseface....

‘Cabbages cabbages where do you keep the cabbages,’ Chef blustered and bluffed his way through the storeroom. ‘You can’t make a slaw...

“Get out of my way” gruffed the mountain as he barged through the shopping mall, forcing his trolley past and through a gathering....

‘No, no that’s not how it works’ flustered Polamo Nopendero, his cheeks reddening and jowls wobbling. ‘I said it is MY decision who gets...

‘I want to be one’ Tommy blubbed. ‘I want to be a big one, a bright one. One with a big tail and bright wings,’ he sniffled, whipping...

There was a time when I used to travel a lot – I mean snails do a lot of travelling. Most people don’t know that. But, we have houses and...

Octopus’s Garden is a very shady grotto. Cedric hides in the back and nibbles on small larvae and crustaceans he has gathered this...

Always wanted to be called “Bradley.” Don’t know why but “Bradley Bandicoot” always ‘flows’ for me. My parents’ birth-named me...

Rustle, bustle, muscle. “Got to push through all this undergrowth.” Bartholomew winces over the sharp rocks, as prickles and thorns hit...

“Woger Woger. Or is it Weganold? – We had got to stop meeting like this.” “Well, maybe you can lend me your ears.” “Ears, I’ve got a...

The view moves and sways. Trying to capture a feel, a view, a mood. Nothing coming, just staring. Staring at his fingers.  The gnarled...

CRASH – shattering glass. “Yahooooo” with gleeful laughter – from the street.  Is this a dream? Rushing to the bedroom door, smelling...