Kate

Teddy was lost.

Teddy’s owner, Joe, was inconsolable. His face red and blotchy, his screams ringing through the house. How could Joe and Teddy survive apart.

Teddy himself was having a nice time. He’d been left on the bus, propped up next to the window where he could see the world go by. Life with Joe was nice, but sometimes a bit boring. Teddy…[Read more]

Well done Raine and thank you Knicks. I’d forgotten how much fun it is writing these short skits.

Warning: Dark humour.

SEIZING THE MOMENT

‘Twenty-five years we were married,’ I tell the young police officer as he hands me a cup of tea with shaking hands.

‘I’m very sorry for your loss,’ he murmurs, gaze resting anywhere but on me.

I suppose I should wash and change, but I’m feeling a bit odd right now.
And it will take more than a wash…[Read more]

I’ll try and give my brain a rattle and join in too. It’s been a while since I’ve done one of these comps, but I’ve found them a great learning device in the past.