Stationary on the driveway, Hattie killed the gentle purr of the electric motor housed under the bonnet of the newly converted and refurbished red Pontiac, 1969 GTO. Seconds before, she'd seen Wyatt watering the flower borders of the front yard outside his house. Despite attempts to avoid eye contact, it had happened. She watched as… Continue reading Will He Ask Again?
"My name's Samdrew Wilmot-Dickson and today," the camera scoots back from a facial close-up revealing an interior of palatial grandeur, "I am here, to view the centre-piece display, broadcasting live from this year's annual, academy summer show." The presenter walks out of shot revealing two elderly cellists, who commence with playing an Offenbach composition to… Continue reading A Brief But Furious Struggle