Category Archives: Horror

One day, on the school field, we had the best conker fight ever. Not two boys with conkers on strings – I mean thirty or so fifteen-year olds hurling conkers, sticks and the occasional stone at each other in a … Continue reading →

When I was very young, my pal Jim and I were throwing mud at the garden shed. This was good, October mud, heavy and thick like potter’s clay, and it stuck like glue. After coating the shed door, we decided … Continue reading →

So I returned from a hard days graft, the door key weighing more than ever. Spirits are lifted by a lovely smell wafting towards me as I entered the flat. She’s cleaned the flat! And what is that product?! The … Continue reading →

I got onto the Tube at Waterloo and sat down opposite a large gentleman who was gorging himself on a vast mound of KFC. I’d failed to notice everyone else fleeing from the carriage. He spat out a bit of … Continue reading →

I used to have a friend who worked in a video store. They had a special one-day rate for movie hire, whereby you got a pound back if you returned your video on the same day that you hired it … Continue reading →