The Usual Seat

  EACH MORNING I pick up a copy of The Guardian newspaper (regardless of the headline) and take the same window seat (if it’s available), in the same modest café just off Dame St.. Today’s headline refers to the ongoing crises in the Middle East. This should immediately arrest my attention, but it doesn't, because … Continue reading The Usual Seat


The Idiot

  THE CAFE was quiet, and a young couple sat in the corner by the window and were having an argument. They were in their late teens. She had been crying; her eyes were puffy and red and she looked around the café, somewhat embarrassed. He was sullen-faced and petulant. He didn’t want to have … Continue reading The Idiot