Escape from a Ghost Town

BY THE TIME the German couple had retired to their quarters at the guest house in the ghost town, even the two drunken soccer fans had begun to weary of their own raucous chants. As an equally unattractive substitute, they took up bouncing crude banter off one another in a verbal ping-pong match. Insults pinged […]

Pedersen’s Last Dream – Five

“LAST NIGHT I DREAMED I’d fallen onto a railway track just as a train was pulling into a station.” Glancing towards Dr Finkel I saw he was staring at his fingernails like a man who’d never seen fingernails before. He grunted for me to continue. “It was in London. There was nothing scary about it. […]

Pedersen’s Last Dream – Four

THE ODDEST THING on the day of the accident occurred at the hospital. Well, not the oddest, exactly. Suffering an accident in the first place was fairly odd for me, insofar as I don’t have them every day. Not major ones, at least. In fact, thinking about it, it was probably the very first serious […]

Pedersen’s Last Dream – Three

THE DREAM MY LANDLADY chooses to wake me into, has her deciding not to feed me any longer. She doesn’t tell me of her decision. Judging from experience, women hardly ever do. I get back from town one evening to sit at the kitchen table waiting for a meal that never arrives. I sit for […]

Trondheim to Røros – from one of the oldest to one of the coldest

PEDERSEN’S LAST DREAM  began in Norway. Written in the first person, the main character, Knut Pedersen, was born in Baklandet, Trondheim. The city was capital of Norway during the Viking period up until  1217AD. There are some fascinating houses in the older parts with the most beautiful carved doors. These photos were taken in Trondheim […]

My Beautiful Aunt

WHETHER SKIING woodland trails, or hiking mountain ranges, Aunt Helga knew nothing if not to be the centre of attraction. For her it was the most natural place in the world. No sooner did she sprain an ankle, than a handsome stranger would pop up from behind a rock, or emerge from behind a tree. It was […]

Pedersen’s Last Dream – Two

“I’M SURROUNDED BY PYGMIES,” Dr Finkel informed me, “And you are the biggest pygmy of all.” Was there the hint of a compliment? “Ever since  I can remember I longed to be a concert violinist. The idea I’d end up being a bloody psychiatrist never even entered my head.” He was pacing up and down the […]