I didn't ask to be sucked down the rabbit hole of "Kimye." Hell, it was the nanny agency's idea. I don't even know how they picked my agency, to be honest. Yet for some reason, Kanye West and Kim Kardashian called my agency to find a male nanny for their new baby – North West, as all bloggers and comedians know – and I won the lottery. For the next two-and...
Inspired by a news paper and TV item about two old ladies setting off on a repeat car rally, but only part of it and not in a rally event, just for fun. ***** "Look what I've got," giggled Bron, Always the quickest of the two in spotting, noticing, thinking, doing and acting on things. Triumphantly she held up a noisily sealed package and tossing them to T...
The word "existence" is used in place of "life" because so far no one has been able to define what exactly life is. That has puzzled many, including Erwin Schrodinger, a Nobel winning physicist who wrote a book titled: "What Is Life". What's more, most of this existence is mostly unknown to most of us. For instance, while we sleep, we may toss and turn ever...
The sun was shining brightly through a chink in the curtains as Sarah set the table for breakfast in the Castle's morning room with its breathtaking views across the hills and high moorland of Wales and even, on a crystal clear day like today, to the smoky hills of the English midlands beyond. Sarah was dressed demurely this morning in a knee length black...
Dee and Jarrod had left for their Honeymoon in Paris. The wedding was a smash hit with everyone. Emma, Alexis and I spent the night in the guest bed at Dee's apartment. We were all exhausted from our combined sexual exploits so we had just crashed when we got here. Our unofficial plan was to spend the day after in the city doing whatever struck us. I knew th...
NB: I'm really sorry that this took so long but I've been busy and had the worst case of writer's block ever. I'm really grateful to those who've sent encouraging emails and tweets to remind me to write. It has really pushed me and here's chapter 8 for you! As usual, thanks goes to my editor, wildheartedangel for being really efficient with the editing. Hope...
Author's note This is a work of fiction. The characters do not lead perfect lives of sunshine and roses. They are not automatons who always think, say and do the right things. The reader should be prepared for moments of darkness and surprise; there will not necessarily be fore-warning, both for dramatic purposes and for realism. Readers who have a fragile...
JOB DESCRIPTIONS Hi there, my name is Igor Stiffpounder, and I'm a diener. No, make that a senior assistant diener. I was promoted last month. In other words, I work with the dead. However, most of my deceased helpmates just lollygag around and are of no help whatsoever. Sometimes I almost feel as though I'm working solo. That's one of the reasons I've go...
'Space Oddity' by David Bowie played on the stage. Kat House sung lead, Sarah Logan and Ashley Grant backed her up. "Give me a deep blue scrim," Jenna said to Lisa in the booth. "Slow fade in on stage right." "Fading in," Lisa said. "Up full in twenty seconds." "Is he doing the full eagle?" Jenna asked. From her station back stage she couldn't see center...
By the time the sun had risen a hand's span above the low hills, the convent was in sight, grey walls visible above the thick woods that covered the slopes below it. "Looks quiet," Webster commented, looking around. "Quiet before the storm," Gage countered, a prickle in the nerves along the back of his neck. "Look." He pointed through an archway, lower on...