New neighbours
We do the Open-House inspection, maybe a little nosey, but justified, on the neighbourly need-to-know ratings scale! A few weeks later, we are in the street with the small crowd, watching as the well-dressed Agent whips the bidders into a competitive frenzy. We come away slightly dazzled at the implications for our own property values!…
Was it the whistling?
I have always enjoyed whistling and while I am aware it can annoy, I try to restrict it to times when I am alone. Musicals were a favourite, the old Broadway extravaganzas – Fiddler on the Roof; South Pacific; A White Christmas and when preoccupied, I sometimes slip into the bigger oratorios – Handel, Bach,…
Rose and Flo
Rose is pushing me out the door. Me one good eye notes the wall clock – ‘5.50’. “Jees woman, unhand me! I’ve still got ten minutes.” I wriggle out of her clutches, but the effort releases a wet warmth. I sink onto the green-tiled floor at me local, the Empress of India’s front bar. Darkness.…
About Me
Hi, Chris Burchett here. I am a late discoverer of the ultra short-story genre, but what a delightful find it has been! Covid-enforced isolation was a perfect stimulant. Enjoy the stories included here. I will continue to add new entries as they are written.