A Pirate's Dream ARG

“Hi, Nat.” Mum’s voice was bright and breezy. “Do you remember hiding treasure in the walls?”

Mr Flumkins Needs A Pet-Sitter

When a request came in for a week in a woodland cottage caring for a “special needs cat” Tom didn’t hesitate. Now, here he was... staring at a rickety fence topped with skulls.

Sir, This Is A 24/7

This was what she got for slipping off-script. The guy being wild-eyed and covered with lacerations had thrown her. Not the usual kinda weird for overnight shift, even here.

An Itinerant Mouse

On days like these, when the wind whistling past is wet and cold and the air inside the van stinks of petrol and coffee, I wonder if my mother was right. Perhaps I truly am a house mouse at heart.

The Troll Toll Bridge

Hard to believe it was real. People swore it had to be magic. But it had stood strong for generations.