I grew up with her!
I just came back from Barcelona, and 20 degree sunshine, to the UK. Several things struck me: the cold, the signs only in English, the queues to (re)enter the country, and people in flip-flops, shuffling along, talking about food and sleep.
But mostly I just noticed that the signs were only in English.
Grab your bags.
NFFD anthology available to order, and Flash Flood open for submissions until Wednesday.
Historical microfiction up at Flashback Fiction.
Flash fiction published.
The NHS: pain vs. not.
A book that made me go on a bit about fat.
What right do you have to be here?