December 24, 2022 § Leave a comment
“2022 – a back-breaking year,” says Mary.
“Yeh, except for Boris tanking, the Women’s Euros and personalised cancer drugs,” says Joe.
“So, roll on 2023.”
December 23, 2022 § Leave a comment
Rosie is fuming. Mock exams start on January 3rd.
“That’s Christmas ruined.”
But she reads about girls in Afghanistan. Mocks are not so bad.
December 22, 2022 § Leave a comment
Poppy is confident of getting her Christmas list. Mum is less sure. What with the bills and no post, Santa is looking decidedly dicey.
December 21, 2022 § Leave a comment
“Don’t take risks,” the Minister says. Terry, now into hour ten waiting for an ambulance, thinks, but I was only coming down the stairs.
December 20, 2022 § Leave a comment
Monika jams onto the train. After four cancellations, she opens a miniature gin, plugs in her headphones, and prepares to stand for two hours.
December 19, 2022 § Leave a comment
Molly is quite pleased with her sign for the picket. “National Hell Service.” It’s her first strike but she thinks she has a knack.
December 18, 2022 § Leave a comment
Geena and Miles put up the Christmas tree watching the World Cup final. They hope neither team win. It’s been a strange old year.
December 17, 2022 § Leave a comment
Carol has never cared for ballet, preferring words and eating, but she takes the little girls to The Nutcracker. They pirouette their way home.
December 16, 2022 § Leave a comment
Amir watches the news. From Kharkiv to Hackney, everyone is freezing. It’s 2022, ffs. We were promised jet packs; now there’s not even heating.
December 15, 2022 § Leave a comment
In this weather, they stay at home, eating M&S stollen. Later, they ask “Alexa” to play Al Bowlly and sing along to Goodnight, Sweetheart.