The Shop: A Portsmouth Playlet
The writer and academic Jo Bryant was inspired to write the following by a Wednesday afternoon in 1964, in her parents’ sweetshop in Winter Road. Mrs Clifton, diminutive and smart, is in her 70s, retired [… read more ]
The writer and academic Jo Bryant was inspired to write the following by a Wednesday afternoon in 1964, in her parents’ sweetshop in Winter Road. Mrs Clifton, diminutive and smart, is in her 70s, retired [… read more ]
By Sue Harper Sarah had signed up to go on a 10-day cruise. She had great misgivings about it: she might be stuck in a floating gin palace with intolerable bores, she might have a [… read more ]
We present the opening chapter of Emily, Christine Lawrence‘s novel set in the Portsmouth Borough Asylum in the latter years of World War I. Based on real-life stories and events from the time, it was [… read more ]
By Jane Andreoli Body image is a curious thing, thought Clara as she adjusted her weight in the chair. She could classify herself an anorexic, because whenever she looked at herself in a mirror, she [… read more ]
By Anne Paton-Cragg ‘If you book the middle seats we’ll be able to see the subtitles better,’ Fiona suggested. Subtitles? Singaporeans were always hopping between languages and dialects. English, the medium of education, was a [… read more ]
By Pete Adams Silly Billy Was Billy silly? Billy felt silly. He believed he was a socialist and a committed anti-racist and was now being called an anti-Semite because the Labour Party said so – [… read more ]
In light of the recent tragedy in the English Channel, local novelist and S&C Community Reporter Helen Salsbury presents a short story reacting to the treatment of refugees and asylum seekers in this country. It [… read more ]
By Sue Harper Sarah kept seeing something out of the corner of her eye. It was almost there when she looked aslant, and then it disappeared when she tried to look at it head-on. It [… read more ]
By Margaret Jennings Madie dressed in slouchy trousers and an old tee shirt. No work today. No work for an unknown amount of her future and she was determined to stay healthy. A walk with [… read more ]
By Sue Shipp Dowdy – that’s what they call me. Dowdy! They can’t be bothered to give me my full name – James Dowdy Street. No. All I hear is: cut through Dowdy, turn left [… read more ]
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