By Denise Main and Ian Chisholm Previous Episodes ‘Not much of a day for us to be out and about, George,’ Archie muttered as he stamped his feet and spread his hands over the small fire they had managed to keep alight. ‘Must have had a lot of rain overnight.
by Ferris Knight They can’t tell me what day I was admitted, just that it was 71 days ago. So does that make it July 7? I don’t remember. That’s unsurprising, considering. Packing, I took what I thought I needed for what I hoped was a maximum
G’day language lovers! It has been a seriously busy start to spring for Geelong Cereal and wow, do we have some updates for you. Welcome to all of our new subscribers and contributors! We're thrilled to have you aboard. Thanks to everyone who has contributed to the
by Elyse Harrison ‘The flowers look beautiful, Mum,’ Clara smiled fondly, her head tilted downward, looking at her mother’s headstone. The sun rose slowly behind her, coating the sky in a rich pink and yellow light. She could feel the warm strokes of the sun’s rays on her
By Steve Gray Previous Episodes Take Over Time Laurie at the Bakery had worked hard for quite a while now, the same with his staff who were all quite dedicated, but something didn’t quite go as he had thought it would and the notion of running a business was
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Listen to the show here! By Martin Smith We were seated before an open fire one winter’s evening, my wife and I, when Boscombe, our maid, brought in a telegram. It was from Sherlock Holmes and ran in this way: WATSON -(STOP)- NEED URGENT ASSISTANCE -(STOP)- MEET ME ASAP
This issue is dedicated to the estimated 2,300 Australians who have died of suicide this year so far. I also had the pleasure of being notified that I upset some pearl clutchers at my local mental health clinic and as a result, I can now inform you that this
By Martin Smith ‘I took the Doc’s advice and decided that my first small step towards protagonism was to get myself a first name. I bought a book called Name Your Child and thumbed my way through the As. I thought about Ace, but it seemed a bit too
By Mel King Previous Episodes Charlie Maxwell, Narrator: When we last checked in on out motley band of plague survivors, you might recall that it was raining heavily. On Makers Mooring, an island just off far North Queensland, the rain appeared to herald the beginning of a tropical storm, and
by Andy Mclean Previous episodes ‘Side bet.’ The Pig mumbles to his equally porcine companion. ‘He goes down in the first thirty seconds.’ He gestures toward the darkness within box number four. ‘I don’t know …’ the other frowns and wiggles his fatty head. ‘Look at that black one. It’
by Pam Swanborough Soundtrack: Tower of Song; written Leonard Cohen, performed by Martha Wainwright This winter has all been about story telling. Not story reading or even story writing, but actual, in-the-flesh telling. Reciting out loud, as has been we humans’ ancient way. I saw The Odyssey movie