I have no idea what a ‘gif’ is, and I haven’t clicked any of those links. But I did enjoy reading Ms Allen’s apocalyptic tale in the anthology. If you haven’t yet acquired a copy I urge you to do so. It’s great for dipping in to, just like a box you might find under a bed or in an attic, full of surprises, some to make your skin crawl, or the hairs on the back of you neck to stand up, all revealing the darker side of the human imagination.
Anthology Ideology: A Guest Post by J. A. Allen
[in the] Summer [of] 1955 I was, to my surprise, awarded the music prize at the annual speech day. No doubt this was Peck's way…
I remember two women, nurses or nursing assitants, sorting through, removing the uneaten rotting fruit. I well recall their disgust at the waste. Continue reading…
At the end of my first year I was rated in the bottom 3 of 33 pupils in the class. Continue reading →
The cottage did not have a front garden or lawns. It did have a kitchen garden, separated from the cobbled yard by a low stone…