by Paddy Slevin | Aug 5, 2008 | Stories
The sixteen tanks began reversing off the ridges where they had been for the last hour. The light was beginning to fade and the sun was casting lengthening shadows over the distant Radfan Mountains. The gunners, sweltering inside those mobile ovens, traversed their...
by Ashley Roden | Aug 1, 2008 | Stories
My host smiled as she handed me the bottle, ”Treat it with respect, use it as a medicine, not just for pleasure”, her words spoken in the strong earnest manner of the French farming community of the Calvados region of France. It transpired that this was one of the few...
by Ashley Roden | Jul 31, 2008 | Stories
Standing on the beach on the French coast at Dunkirk, dirty, hungry and totally exhausted, being alternately machine gunned by German aeroplanes and shelled by German Artillery, in that part of the war in 1940 when all seemed lost, I was completely unaware that I...
by Jan Hedger | Jul 30, 2008 | Stories
The market was stilled, the stalls soulless. Sheets of yesterday’s news blew around in the chilled wind, like tumbleweed in a western ghost town. As the clock of St Martin’s church struck the hour of 5am, a solitary, stooped figure emerged from the shadows. Annie was...
by Sally Patricia Gardner | Jul 30, 2008 | Stories
Mrs Crawford had always been a great believer in the power of prayer, but she knew that things had gone too far for that. Gingerly, she pushed back the covers on her side of the bed and let her feet search for her slippers. She knew that it was important to keep warm...
by Roland Gardner | Jul 30, 2008 | Stories
If you drive north on the Golden State Freeway out of Los Angeles, the first settlement of any size that you reach is Saugus. The freeway roughly follows the line of the San Andreas Fault. As you drive, you are aware that the highway crosses and re-crosses the Fault....