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Diary of a short-armed man.

The Diary of the Short-armed Man. (Day 10) by CpSingleton © 2016

January 10th
Evening, Mol.

I miss you, sweetheart.
June came around again today. 

I heard a knock on the door and was going to ignore it until she started hollering like a latchkey kid through the bloody letterbox.

I know she means well, but she needs to simmer down, love.

No offence, but, she reminds me of your mother and father.

They were the same when we had to stay with them for a while after we were wed. Remember?

We couldn’t do right from wrong, could we?

We were either too noisy or too quiet; we didn’t help enough because we both worked too much and we didn’t earn enough; and we were sloppy because we didn’t iron our damned underpants and socks. It was too much, wasn’t it?

It was the best day of my life when I carried you over our own threshold and shut the door on the whole naggy world!

She certainly doesn’t get it from you, my love, and I hate naggers. Life’s too short for that, isn’t it?

She came over and started bloody hoovering straight away. I told her that she can make a cuppa and that was all. It didn’t make any odds.

I found her upstairs in our wardrobe thumbing through your Sunday dresses, saying that we should give them to charity! I don’t mind giving the odd tenner for the little kiddies, but I don’t see what they’d do with your best gowns, love. Unless they’re trans-what’s-his-name, of course. 

She told me, as I shooed her out that she doesn’t think Kevin’s ignoring me. She tried to ring him and his phone’s not responding. I do hope that he’s well. He’s a good lad.

I had a funny stomach ache after tea, love. Probably just wind, eh?
Anyway, my wonderful lady, I’ll love you and leave you.

Say hello to our Alfred and Joan if you see them 

Love always, 

Bill xxxxxx


About Chris42

I am a liar! A maker-uper of stories! If this was the 16 (c) I'd be burned as a witch. Fank goodness it is not, eh?! I have four children: two wonderful girls, a fantastic lad and Leeds United. I have no strict genre. I write children's poetry and stories, to edgy, stronger themes. Up until now I have stored them for my own and my family's viewing. Last year i thought bugger it and starred in several short films. One, Playground, which is on the BBC Film Network, used the monologue that I wrote for the audition. You should've seen the face of the receptionist, of the Manchester hotel, where the audition was being held, as I turned up dressed as the psychopath, Gordon. It got the desired effect! I then moved up to Cumbria and wrote and appeared in several live performances on stage. 2012. A local artist, Kayleigh Richardson, commissioned me to write a poem for her to paint a representation. I sent her, The Rise of the Robot Monkey Army. Kayleigh painted a fantastic piece that blew my mind! From that we are collaborating on the Jacob Bear series of stories. Oh and Two's Company is to published, along with seventeen other Sci Fi short stories as part of a collection. Not a bad start to the, so called, last year of the Earth. Now is the time to show the rest of you. I take my themes wherever i see them, whether in reality or dream-world. I hope you enjoy. If not tell me why. If so tell me why. Many thanks and be safe. So far I have published: Jacob Bear's first Christmas,https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007GK872A (UK) http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007GK872A (USA) Jacob Bear Goes to School https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007JD3OKY (UK) http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007JD3OKY (USA Jacob's First Words https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007VZWPSC (UK) & http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007VZWPSC (USA) Space Here https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007H96M90 (UK) &http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007H96M90#reader_B007H96M90 The Rise of the Sponge Cake Moon https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007WWZ16M (UK) & http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007WWZ16M (USA) © Madstoffa, 2012. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited.


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