The 16:06

The 16:06 by Chris Green The 16:06 from Paddington is normally on time. I rely on its punctuality to catch my connecting train from Taunton to Bridgwater. I do not like to work late on a Friday and I don’t want to travel on crowded trains so, although it is not the most direct, this … Continue reading The 16:06

Branch Office

Branch Office by Chris Green Cathy and Sharon started work in the same branch office of a building society in a small provincial town in the south of England the same month, March 1973. Both were twenty-three years old, had grown up locally and gone to the same schools. Yet they were like chalk and … Continue reading Branch Office

The Book

The Book by Chris Green When I was growing up in the nineteen-sixties, I was surrounded by books. The bookshelves in Grey Gables, the big old Gothic revival house in Gloucestershire where we lived, were full. Fiction and non-fiction, there were books from all around the globe. There were books of every classification. but there … Continue reading The Book