Stupidity Stories

I had plans for my time in lock-down, today. First, breakfast and then the usual ablutions. After some dusting and cleaning, I had decided to sit down and get to grips with some writing but, the best-laid plans and all that...   I was in no hurry. I didn't get up early and ambled slowly through the preparation of the first planned task.   My house is situated at the top of a hillside above a small Yorkshire village and, f...

I am not a naturally brave man. I don't, as a general rule, go out of my way to put myself in dangerous situations – or even ones that I'll find very uncomfortable. But I rarely refuse a dare. That's how I've found myself bungy jumping or skydiving despite a ridiculous fear of heights, or ingesting suspicious-looking cheese.And that's how I found myself face-to-face with one of the terrors of the ocean: Carcharodon carcha...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.The gentleman held out his sword,And told the girl to dance."Dance upon this sword, my love,And sing upon my blade;Twist the sunbeams into braidAnd sing with all your heart.Show me how you love me deeply,And dance, and dance, and dance."And so, the girl, with utmost pride,Her feet, so pink and bare,Rose up and danced upon the bl...

The Apartment The Magnolia Arms was a dilapidated structure of six apartment units sitting on the corner of Venus and Envy Streets. Today it’s one of those dead end streets where every morning you step over beer cans, Smirnoff bottles and rubbers. Someone with a propensity for large orders of fries from McDonalds had lined the curb with the bright red cardboard containers like tulips. Built in 1930 by Foster Frieze it was...