He was given his first guitar when he was four years old. It was green, plastic, with no strings; still it obsessed him. It played tunes when buttons were pressed but it was limited. Guitar lessons started age eight, after his father bought him a ‘grown up’ guitar, and his teacher taught him to play… Read More A lifetime of guitar tunes
Jenny was young and easily influenced by what people may say about the things she did and the way she dressed. She often wondered why she never fit in and her brothers teased her about not being normal, un-normal they called her, because of the way she behaved. They reminded her that not being normal… Read More The un-normal ones
‘I had an experience of real self-love this morning.’ I’m on the phone, as usual, talking with my best friend Gina. ‘Really?’ she asks half listening. ‘Yeah, I was standing in front of the mirror naked and I bent over to pick up my bra after dropping it. I looked round and caught site of… Read More Self-love is behind you
He came round to give me a quote to replace my boiler. I met him at a business breakfast meeting and we really hit it off. His childhood and been a mixture of abuse and neglect. My job as a psychotherapist made it easy for him to open up and I opened up to him.… Read More Micro-fiction: Never guilty
She always had an appetite for the unusual and she had to tone it down when she got married. It freaked him out some of the things she suggested, not just him but all the men she had dated. They were all willing to go so far but at some point they drew their invisible… Read More Her boning knife
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