Author Archives: Sandra

About Sandra

I used to cruise the French waterways with my husband four or five months a year, and wrote fiction and poetry. Now I live on the beautiful Dorset coast, enjoying the luxury of being able to have a cat, cultivating an extensive garden and getting involved in the community. I still write fiction, but only when the spirit moves me - which isn't as often as before. I love animals, F1 motor racing, French bread and my husband, though not necessarily in that order.

Every Fourth Tuesday – Friday Fictioneers, July 2020

  Mrs Robinson slid off the kitchen table, smoothing her skirt over her knees. It would be nice, just occasionally, if he’d stay awhile afterwards, perhaps share a glass of wine, a cupcake even. As ever though, his mind was … Continue reading

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The Aftermath – Friday Fictioneers, July 2020

The crops are ruined. The marauders demolished all that grew above the surface, and now worms and insects continue their mission below. Still every day he comes, grading the soil between leathery fingers, searching for something, anything to mark his … Continue reading

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Will You Be Staying Long…? Friday Fictioneers, June 2020

“Side plates on the left,” says my mother-in-law. Piss off. “…and where’s those egg-cups I gave you?” Oh hell, charity shop probably.   “Sleep well, Julia?” “The bed was somewhat lumpy, I thought.” “Ah… you found the pea then…” “Pea?” “Tea?” … Continue reading

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The Recluse – Friday Fictioneers, June 2020

Every day, an endless procession of feet trudging past her basement window. Dirty feet in flip-flops, tortured feet in stilettos, bouncing Nike-clad feet.  With time the scene changes to soft suede slouch boots, and then to wellington boots – shiny … Continue reading

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Once Upon a Beach – Friday Fictioneers, June, 2020

  With my mother leading, we struggled up the dunes to the car park, half-empty hampers bumping at our heels. I studied the great white slabs of my mother’s calves, lightly blue-threaded, as we approached the car where Father was … Continue reading

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Just Like Eddie – Friday Fictioneers, May 2020

Leather bomber jacket and cowboy boots was a good look back then.  Not so much now though. He signs his prescription with a flourish. “People paid good money for that signature,” he says. The pharmacist smiles weakly; every month the … Continue reading

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Hat Check – Friday Fictioneers, May 2020

Not much of a job, but until recently the tips were good. Nowadays the rush starts at midnight with punters flocking into the Blue Angel as usual, but the dawn exodus, the money-making hours, well that’s not what it was. … Continue reading

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Odyssey – Friday Fictioneers, May 2020

I decide not to mention the shadows lingering at her shoulder.  Why alarm her? Stumbling alongside her brother, I occasionally glimpse a veil of mist surrounding him too, a fog which evaporates the moment I try to focus. The good … Continue reading

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The Waiter – Friday Fictioneers, April 2020

The usual skirmish at table 7. She wants to sit in the corner facing out, the better to watch the room, and be seen. He’s always coveted that seat so that she, with her back to the room, focuses only … Continue reading

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With You Always – Friday Fictioneers, April 2020

Once I sensed my younger sister saw him too, I took it down and left it by the refuse bin, consigning it to scavengers or the elements, I cared not which. A day later someone knocked at my door. “Do … Continue reading

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