Sunday 21 September, 2025
This story was written in response to a Writers’ Circus topic: “the last of the light faded....”
A true romance set against the dark night skies of Galloway in the south west of Scotland and Lewis in the outer Hebrides.
Reach for your box of tissues, tears of joy ahead.
Thursday 7 August, 2025
I recently send a link of the original story called ‘Sealed’ to a friend who pointed out a few errors.
I have revised it and re-named it ‘Pact’.
A quick read.
The basics of time and place are true and then my Muse took a hand.....
Friday 4 July, 2025
This is another Masie Kaywood story.
Fiction but hopefully grounded enough to chime with those among us who use ‘WhatsApp’ and wonder if it is fully secure?
It starts in Glasgow, moves to Switzerland and then to Singapore for its climax.
I hope you enjoy it.
Sunday 25 May, 2025
This is a snippet story about green gardening using Ladybirds by Post to fight in The War Against Greenfly.
At this stage, the battles are just starting but we are confidant the our Ladybirds will succeed.
Saturday 17 May, 2025
This was written for Writers’ Circus topic : Did you remember the night.....?”
Bumbleman strikes again!
Saturday 17 May, 2025
This story was written in response to a Writers’ Circus challenge: “Do you remember the night when ....”.
A rather sad memory.
Friday 16 May, 2025
This tale was written in response to a Writers’ Circus challenge: Where were you then?
It is set in the 1960s when Susan first meets Ralph.
Friday 18 April, 2025
This candy floss story was written in response to a Writers’ Circus challenge entitled “Is there anybody there?”
Mercifully short.
(For doubters, Snow Bikes do exist and are used for rescue as well as recreation.)
Saturday 15 March, 2025
This is a further revised version of the original Trumped story.
(The original was crafted long before we have been plagued by the man who has dominated the headlines over the last decade.)
It is a romance, set in Glasgow of the late 1950s.
Louisa at our Writers’ Circus set us the challenge of “Betrayal”.
The idea of setting this story against a background of Greyhound Racing came at once. My Dad was an occasional weekend gambler, not addicted, but he did enjoy Friday nights at Shawfield Stadium, which still exists as a Greyhound Racing venue.
The ambiance I am trying for is post-war Glasgow, seeking to contrast the gulf between the lives of the rich (living in the grand mansions of Pollokshields) and the poor (living in the Oatlands district, where my Dad was born).
I have re-formatted it and re-edited the original using Read Aloud in Word. If you a typo or logic error, please forgive, make your best judgement and read on.
Thank you Kareth for editing the original version all those years ago.
Tuesday 11 March, 2025
This is a tale written for Writers’ Circus on the topic of ‘Walking on Air’.
Fantasy stuff intended to amuse.
Go on, give it a go over a coffee and Kit Kat.