But It’s Only Rock and Roll | Microfiction

“Get your glad rags on. It’s time to rock and roll!”

His eyes lit up when she told him. A good old-fashioned rock and roll night down the karaoke bar – it couldn’t be more up his street. Continue reading “But It’s Only Rock and Roll | Microfiction”

Packing Up | Microfiction

Hairbrush, makeup, phone charger, laptop and… that’s about it.

I never understand why people think moving house is so hard. Just chuck your stuff in a bag and get a shift on. Easy-peasy. Continue reading “Packing Up | Microfiction”