an adventure in flash fiction 300 words The day before Waitangi Day, I practise the National Anthem. The choir will sing the first verse in Maori, then the congregation comes in with ‘God of Nations’. Not been done in church before so our rendition must be good, great, even moving, stirring, whatever. The men love…
an adventure in flash fiction (296 words) The first day without his wife, he still set the alarm to get up at 6.30. He shrugged on the old blue dressing gown, tied the frayed cord with stiff fingers, and marched out to collect the paper. Coffee and toast, with honey dripping on to the editorial…
Dreamy little caravan for sale, said my ad on Trade me. The title came from my heart, as it was a dream of ours right from the start. The dream to get away for little breaks. To re-energise when my parents were both unwell, and I was working full-time, and we just needed to…