666 – The Number of the Bus by Chris Green Mr Saxx, who taught us Maths in Year 11, was obsessed with probability. In his classes, we were required to calculate the probability of many unlikely scenarios. Based on historical performance and the profile of those players currently available for selection, what was the probability … Continue reading 666 – The Number of the Bus
Tag: fiction
Chasing Waterfalls
Chasing Waterfalls by Chris Green 1: Through thick and thin, Eddie Dolman has followed Bristol City’s fortunes, travelling up and down the country in all winds and weathers to watch his team play. He has financed his fanatical support through a stall selling cheap foreign mattresses at inflated prices at Compton Regis market. While Bristol … Continue reading Chasing Waterfalls
Noir
NOIR by Chris Green It’s early evening. It is getting dark and the street lights are coming on. Apart from a middle-aged man dressed in black sitting near the door, Stacey is the only customer in Café Noir. She is uncomfortable because the man keeps staring at her. She doesn’t often stop off on her … Continue reading Noir
Future Shock
Future Shock by Chris Green You will be walking along Lynch Lane past the old furniture warehouse on your way to work. A Chromatics tune will be running through your head when two dudes in dark clothing jump out of a black Nissan Pathfinder with tinted windows. The taller of the two, a gangly figure … Continue reading Future Shock
Lark
Lark by Chris Green ‘Do you think the lark has ascended yet?’ ‘Oh, come on, Sean! Of course it has! We must have driven fifty miles since you switched the radio off. We're coming up to the A30 turn-off.’ ‘Lark Ascending IS a long piece, Kate.’ ‘H’mm. But not that long.’ ‘You’re damn right. Not … Continue reading Lark
Strangers When We Meet
Strangers When We Meet by Chris Green How many miles do you need to have the same car in your mirrors before you become suspicious? How many turnings before alarm bells ring? Emma Fox has no idea, but the black SsangYong appears to be tailing her. At times right up her rear bumper. SsangYongs … Continue reading Strangers When We Meet
Passenger
Passenger by Chris Green The bus isn’t supposed to go this way. What is happening? Where is it taking me? ‘You’re going the wrong way,’ I call out to the driver. She takes no notice. Perhaps she cannot hear me over the noise of the engine. I try again. ‘I have an appointment and I’m … Continue reading Passenger
April’s Shower
April's Shower by Chris Green Hotel California strikes me as an odd little café. Apart from the curious choice of name, it is situated underground and has no windows. Despite its claustrophobic feel, the acoustics seem to belong to a much larger space. The sound fades in and out and bounces off the walls in … Continue reading April’s Shower
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