Chris

Snow

Excited squeals announce a changed world.

The door bursts open. There are visible footprints! Snowballs and smiles. It’s a new garden, a new playground.

Flame – Microfiction

A feeble spark as the head died. She grimaced and tried once more. It fizzled out.

The matches were damp, that was the problem. Starting to shiver now, she turned over the box and tapped it. Two fell out. Only two left? She took one and tried again.

Taking Covid Seriously – As a GP? People just aren’t taking Covid seriously…

It’s December 29th today. I’ve spent the entire Christmas period working as a doctor. I was on call overnight every day as an Out Of Hours GP, I saw patients face-to-face in night time emergency appointments, and I worked as a normal GP either side of the weekend.

Unmistakeably, over the last week, I’ve seen that people are not taking Covid seriously.

Alpaca-based Microfiction

My friend Adam shared a weird alpaca tweet on facebook the other day.

“What a nice sheep,” I think as I gaze out at a field. The sheep, facing away, starts to raise its head. I stare in mounting horror as the head keeps rising, rising, neck elongating in some cursed spectacle that roots me to the spot in fear until I realise, oh, it’s an alpaca

Deadzone Scatter Battle Report

I’ve been doing a fair bit of model painting and scenery collecting during lockdown. One of our favourite games is the Mantic Games futuristic skirmish game Deadzone.

Adding to the fun, my son recently got a huge metal Enforcer Strider model that hasn’t been used in a battle yet. Joen and I decided to test this out with a short game…

Where I Write

Inspired by a post by author Gareth L. Powell, I thought I’d share a photo of my desk. Then, after I’d written most of this, I felt a sense of deja vu.

It turns out I wrote a similar article, over ten years ago – called My Office, appropriately enough. That makes me pretty old.

Hey, I’m Chris.

Author: Chris