I’m a massive fan of short stories and most of mine have an element of truth.
Here’s one I wrote after I’d looked after my friend’s dog during Semana Santa. This did actually happen.
This one I wrote for my Auntie after she helped me so much reading and editting my book Teaching English in a Foreign Land.
I wrote this after a snotty French woman was rude to my wife and I as we were looking at her candle holders and a gust of wind almost blew the stand over.
I wrote this for my sister as a reminder of an important event in her, and our, life.
More to come…