Vaultless Ambition For almost all his life, Chief Administrator Brigadier Gordon Ainsworth was certain that Aliens existed. His belief in them was a strong as his belief in God. This belief only became stronger after he watched E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial as a thirty-year-old, a film he was convinced was a fly-on-the-wall documentary. Since then, heContinue reading “Concerning Aliens”
Category Archives: Short story
Eleanor’s Essay
The Lower Strangling Chronicles The rain hammered down over the roof of the Peterson’s Manor, as Eleanor sat curled up with Charlotte Brontë’s novel Jane Eyre in the living room. Dave, Sarah, and Will were also relaxing, doing their own thing whilst listening to the rain pouring down. They were joined by Sarah’s parents, TeromeContinue reading “Eleanor’s Essay”
A Night at the Inn
The Oxford Set “You know, there are two Buttermere hotels to choose from in Sodom.” Scarlett Jones said, looking at the alarmingly dilapidated hostelry in front of her. “We could have booked a room using my staff discount.” ”We could have done, but this has more character, don’t you think?” Michael, her father-in-law, said. TheContinue reading “A Night at the Inn”
The Estate’s Hidden Treasures
Vaultless Ambition (with help from Chat GPT- the idea, I wrote it myself) “Now then, Geoffrey. How about you work for me instead of that tosspot, Flooding?” George Darcy, Marquess of Arden and Chief Traditional whip of the House of Lords, said to Geoffrey Johnson, a lowly head gardener working at a nearby country estate.Continue reading “The Estate’s Hidden Treasures”
Simon Abernathy and the Baptism From Hell
The Lower Strangling Chronicles It was a pleasant Sunday morning in October, and the congregation of St Gerald the Damned packed the church. Of course, they usually packed St Gerald, as most of the residents of Lower Strangling were Christian and it was popular with people living nearby, but today was different, as today aContinue reading “Simon Abernathy and the Baptism From Hell”
Spectres on the Downs
The Oxford Set “Some trip to the beach this turned out to be,” Scarlett Jones thought to herself as she surveyed the Bristol Channel from the top of Brean Down, the hood of her anorak trying as best it could to shield her from the deluge above. As per usual, her husband Dylan had saunteredContinue reading “Spectres on the Downs”
Beneath the Blooms: A Head Gardener’s Consultation
Baseless Society (pretentious title from Chat GPT) It was only a couple of days before October, but it was still a strangely hot day. Geoffrey Johnson battled through the heat as he relieved a border of an infestation of dandelions. He wasn’t in his happiest moods. Partly because someone had viciously felled his favourite treeContinue reading “Beneath the Blooms: A Head Gardener’s Consultation”
The Film Reel In the Attic
The Lower Strangling Chronicles Despite already having a clear-out in February, which turned out to be quite a traumatic experience, the Rev. Simon Abernathy decided to once again sift through the attic at the vicarage, just to make sure it was as clean as it might be. As the Vicar had already cleared out theContinue reading “The Film Reel In the Attic”
An Unexpected Encounter
The Oxford Set Dylan Jones and his team of avid treasure hunters were heading towards Petra in Jordan, hoping to find the Holy Grail. The sun was scorching. “Apparently it’s as hot as this in England currently.” Dylan said. “I know. What has the world come to?” One of Dylan’s colleagues said. After a while,Continue reading “An Unexpected Encounter”
Pages of Reminiscence
Baseless Society- with help from Chat GPT. (Written by me) It was an unusually hot day for September, and enormous crowds of people flocked to the historic city of Cambridge for the Literary Festival there. Sally Davies and her husband William Darcy were nervous walking through their old university city after more than a decade.Continue reading “Pages of Reminiscence”
The Robinsonverse 