Meanwhile up in Butterworth, Peter is sat at the dining room table finishing off his homework. His mother pops in to check he’s OK and not watching YouTube videos instead of studying. “Did you get in touch with Noel?” she asks. “Yeah… and Carol.” Peter replied. “I think I did a stupid thing though.” “What?” […]

– Hey, I am Greta your host, owner of the cottage, the general store and the only motor vehicle on this island. An you must be the Webers, nice to meet you. She held out her hand and shook ours in turn like a pump. Then she got to me she stopped and gave me […]

“How does she know all this stuff?” Peter thinks as he hangs his head. Margo begins running a comb through his hair and snips away at it bit by bit. He dare not look at his reflection. Instead he stares at his lap and casts his mind back to his childhood and the occasional days […]

  There are rumours of a handful of boys at school who’ve been bought dresses by their mothers, but not surprisingly the boys in question flat deny the rumours. A couple of boys who live on my street had been reportedly spotted wearing dresses getting in or out of their dad’s car. It turned out […]

“Blimey!” Noel gasped as an information tab opened that stated ‘Classical ballet, modern jazz and tap dancing form the core of our dance curriculum’. “I hope for Pete’s sake they’re optional.” “For Pete’s sake.” Carol grinned. She scrolled back to the top of the page and clicked the gallery link. “Blimey… did anyone optimise this […]

  Perhaps a little information about my mom and aunt before we go further into the story. Both women are widows. My aunt meet her husband at her work, an asylum, she was a nurse and he was the head shrink and came from a fairly well to do family so then he died after […]

All of a sudden I felt awkward and didn’t know how to respond. Whilst there’s some items up there that I’d love to get my hands on, there’s many I wouldn’t. Then there’s the fact that most of the things I’d like are ‘dress-up’ items rather than something I’d casually wear around the house; Hannah’s […]

My sister thought for a moment. “Yeah fair enough… I was just day dreaming.” she said. “It would be nice to see how you’d look though…” she paused. “…in a little floaty dress and a little bit of make-up.” I thought for a moment. “One step at a time eh?” “I’d also like to see […]

Margo tells him to remove his jacket and to take a seat. She changes the shop sign to ‘closed’ and turns the latch. She’s been looking forward to today. In the back of the shop, Peter and his mother Heather stand waiting. Heather peruses the walls, covered in hundreds of photos of different hair styles, […]

My mother and aunt sat watching TV whilst I peered aimlessly in to my smart phone’s mesmerising screen… as usual. “It reminds of when those skin tight jeans first came into fashion.” my aunt said as she and mum sat bemused in front of the TV. “Or deelie boppers.” she added with a grin. “What […]