There they were; a thing of beauty and shining like a beacon of hope in my scary, new city. I knew I wanted some as soon as I saw them. I had saved up some money by skilfully reducing that week’s menu down to a jar of sandwich spread and salted crackers; Delia would have…
The air has changed again; days getting longer and evenings, warmer. As I wander along the glistening canal, a swan glides gracefully across the surface and catches my eye. Watching her move through the water, I am lost in time and everything stops still. A memory of me as a boy watching planes thunder down…
59 seconds…My arms fling around her neck and I pull her in tightly. There we stand in our embrace. The world stops spinning as I feel her chest move in and out with every breath. I can smell her perfume. It throws me right back. With all my might, I pull away and look into…
This afternoon, I time travelled. It came like a bolt out of the blue. Trees and pavement instantly melted away and before I knew it, I had been grabbed and thrown backwards into 1989. Verse to bridge to chorus; each chord holding me tighter and deeper in the reverie. I watched as I lay on…
The key card goes in, the light turns green and I swing open the door. Falling back onto the bed, the crisp white linen crumples around me as I lie there in the darkness. I have no urgency to illuminate my surroundings, not yet. I remain there frozen in time. For now, this is right…
“Love is like a butterfly As soft and gentle as a sigh The multicoloured moods of love, are like its satin wings” -Dolly Parton The thing that first attracted me to it was the way in which the wings would slowly open and close to reveal bright blue eye-like markings which shimmered in the sunlight.…
Stepping out of the cool, atmospheric church the sun kissed my face through the trees, momentarily blinding me. Then as my vision cleared, I saw her… Leaning in the doorway I watched as the last minute adjustments were made by all those around her and was transfixed at the way the gentle gust of wind…
Ooh it is nice and warm in here…I wonder if the heating is on or if the chef has the oven door open…this is a good table – I like window seats…I wonder how my hair looks after being caught in the wind…”Thank you. Urm, just a beer please. My friend will be…
I have looked under the sofa, and in the bed, around the TV and above the wardrobe… Still it eludes me like an invisible city fox. The worst thing about it is, I have only just realised how precious it was….In the early hours of Sunday morning, 60 minutes went missing! The absence of this…
Jeff Chandler 