…Our mouths smell of whiskey and we are both breathing hard through our nostrils as we kiss, our sweaty faces sliding over each other. I see a monkey over Katherine’s shoulder. Two monkeys. Three. I pull away from the kiss. We are surrounded by monkeys. They are in a ring around us. They’re big,…
“…Now this is good art. You can see what the fuck the picture is about” he huffs. “The political themes in the abstract work are interesting though” I venture. “Sure. Politics. Well that’s another thing. I almost got shut down twice in the last few months. I hung some work that someone didn’t like, and…
…As we ease ourselves into Paris, we are somehow infused with the romantic atmosphere. It’s really true, that sexy reputation Paris has. There is an atmosphere of repressed passion, especially after dark, when couples stroll together in leather jackets, embracing tightly and kissing long and deep… Flash back: July 2013. My wife and I are…
…I climb up and sit on the throne. Looking down on the cave floor below, I can imagine the people who lived here a hundred thousand years ago. Jessy clambers up and sits beside me. ‘Your highness’ she greets me, with a sardonic smile. ‘Doctor.’ We kiss on the throne. It is intensely erotic… I…
Jonah falls quiet for a while. Dad?
Yes, mate? I know I got myself here, and I’m really proud of myself for hitchhiking and everything, but I wouldn’t be here if you hadn’t told me about it, and encouraged me to give hitching a go. Thanks dad. You’re very welcome, mate. I’m so glad you’re here…
I hear something move a few metres away. A crackle of shifting twigs. It’s closer now, just on the other side of the tree. I whirl around the trunk, spear ready…
On the road north of Abbeville, Arnould picks us up, and decides to show us Mers-Les-Baines.The beach front is a short stretch of sand, in front of a massively steep shore of smooth, glassy stones. They are uncomfortable to walk on, but heated by the sun, excellent to lie on. No sand in your…