Category: Sam Youd

troopship mediterranean harbour WW2 cricket

Over the vanished land

Two days after they left Gibraltar, land appeared on the port side. Michael went on deck with the others, to watch the mist open out into brown hills, flecked with small, incredibly white villages. During...

blake mortal fire proletariat hell

The divine fire within me

They went out into the garden, where a figure was already bending over Roger, helping him to his feet. He had apparently fallen against a sheet of glass, propped beside a box. The figure –...

moonlit Gerard Manley Hopkins

Do you ever read poetry?

The music, starting up again in the room behind them, had a faintly wistful note even as the trumpets brayed, through its dissipation into the cold night air. Beside him Rosemary shivered. He put a...

girls drinking

You’re as filthy as I am

Jessica filled his glass again and he drank, aware of the excitement of the drink pricking under his skin. Jessica watched him for a moment, and then leaned over. ‘You’re a nice boy, Roger,’ she...

second-marriage

I have been married before, you know

‘I’ve always wanted a child, too,’ Stephen said, softly. He saw the curtain of Rosemary’s face contract interrogatively, and thought despairingly of the communion of lovers. Perhaps with women it was impossible; and all the...

hand-reading winter-swan

It is all there, in my hand

Mulready came over, swaying ponderously like a tight-rope-walking elephant. He threw forward a large white hand, like a tentacle, as Stephen began to rise. ‘Don’t disturb yourself, Mr Hallam,’ he protested. ‘I just hoped I...

The bad old days

‘In a way I’m sorry I gave you that telephone number,’ he said. ‘She’s a bit of a bitch, you know. And you were at an impressionable age when you knew her.’ ‘Who?’ Roger asked,...

memory sea-cave loss

No link but memory

Lance heard Gordon’s voice calling. He closed the car door. ‘I’ve got to be getting back,’ he said. ‘Good-bye.’ He ran back to Mummy and Gordon, who were getting ready to leave. As they all...

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Like icing

Gordon drove slowly at first through the crowded streets; down the station road to the promenade and then to the east. On their right the sea rolled in across the cloud-flecked sands, sinking further below...