There’s a bay they call Jonas’ Bay, because Jonas was the first white fella to spot it. Others call it Gilbert’s Bay. Mr Gilbert’s the bloke that planted the poplar trees. Some call it Mary Bay, because Mary raised the kids whose names are written on the paper that says the bay’s theirs. Some call … Continue reading Burra-Budgial Bay
A (Precisely) 100 Word Story The world was gripped by insomnia. No one could determine the cause. Was it a pandemic? A virus? Maybe the planets were out of alignment. Was there an airborne toxin preventing everyone from sleeping? Red-eyed and weary, the world carried on spinning. Stocks kept trading and the power stayed on. … Continue reading No More Sand
A (Precisely) 100 Word Story There’s a boathouse by the sea that must be a century old. It’s teetered on the edge of oblivion for longer than a lifetime. The sea is calm, but so is a crocodile waiting for the right moment to pounce. Will it erupt into a starved frenzy? Unlikely. The sheer … Continue reading The Boathouse
I am so old, dirty, touched, creased, than I can't believe that anybody will love me ever again. I am being told that I was beautiful, intelligent, mesmerizing, inspiring and well spoken. I am remembered as funny. I have been living under the same roof for longer than I can remember. Once I was new. This … Continue reading Old and Decrepit
Tandi Tales 