The Reef

Sand, coarse and grainy, floated between the Prime Minister’s toes. Internally, he squirmed and fought the urge to head back to shore. Externally, he grinned and opened his arms to the circle of blinking red lights and microphones.“Look at this place,” he said. “This is what this country is about. The beach, the water, the… Continue reading The Reef

Anything You Want, You Can Have.

I check the cable ties again and frown. He’s sweating and keeps moving about so much I’m worried he’ll get loose. I’ve always trusted rope more than these stupid bits of plastic but the company won’t fork out for anything these days. ‘Superfluous and unreliable’. Idiots. I use a second tie around both his wrists… Continue reading Anything You Want, You Can Have.