Conversation with Frobisher

Posted on by David Gelber

We had endured a television programme on the English parish church, and while we rewarded ourselves with a glass of madeira, Frobisher recollected his work for the Ecclesiological Society’s register of sepulchral monuments, signalling with nods and becks and wreathed smiles the covert allusions and unascribed quotations characteristic of any self-respecting 18th-century specialist in reminiscent […]


Posted on by Jonathan Beckman

Theo had a choice between a drug that would save his sight and a drug that would keep him alive, so he chose not to go blind. He stopped the pills and started the injections – these required the implantation of an unpleasant and painful catheter just above his heart – and within a few […]

A Bit On The Side

Posted on by Jonathan Beckman

In the Japanese café he helped her off with her coat and took it to the line of hooks beneath the sign that absolved the management of responsibility for its safety. They weren’t the first in the café, although it was early, ten past eight. The taxi-driver who came in most mornings was reading the Daily […]

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Posted on by Jonathan Beckman

Mike had got some friends from work to help him with the garden. Since he was their boss, they couldn’t easily refuse him, not without a good excuse. But even so, he was pleased with the turnout. He’d laid on free beer for the afternoon, and his wife Jill had prepared a cold spread. Pete, […]

Surrender (after McGahren)

Posted on by Jonathan Beckman

For five days the sergeant kept the letter in the inside pocket of his uniform. There was something hard in the letter but his desire to open it was matched by his fear of what it might contain. Her letters, in recent times, without ever changing course, had taken on a different tone and he […]

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