‘Don’t be silly,’ says Mum. ‘That’s why you changed your PJs. Dad’s going to stay home to look after you.’ ‘What?’ squeals the other Bugg. The other Dilan, and the Dilan with me inside the airing cupboard, laugh. ‘You’ll be fine – and I’ve thrown away all the yoghurts, although there seemed to be...
Things crawl all around us, poppy things that crunch if you walk on the sand. They’re probably edible if you could catch them, and if you had a cooking pot.And a fire.And some salt and pepper.And water.We huddle together in our wetsuits, listening for footsteps and feeling hungry. We’ve eaten sea...
Ghosts on Board Chapter 3 ‘Chips,’ announces Jacob. ‘What we need after an extra-terrestrial experience like that is chips.’ Jacob joins the queue outside the fish and chip shop. Eric hovers nearby, not exactly joining, not exactly walking away. He’s almost certainly thinking about birds. I stand...
‘Expecting a high of seventy-six degrees in the Bywater Regis area, clear skies and light winds …’ says the weatherman on the radio. Grandma looks at me over her specs. ‘Still OK there, Tom? Managing to stay in school every day?’ ‘Yes,’ I reply, my voice strangled by the l...