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"You've Got to Sleep With Your Mum and Dad" is now available on Amazon. Childhood angst, marathon swimming, international exploitation and the threat of impending pinniped intimacy. on 2014-08-13
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Have a look at my page on Amazon. Still plenty of summer left for challenging literature. on 2014-08-13
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Check out my Amazon Kindle page. 'The Baby Who Killed People for Money' is now available. An utterly charming child with a unique and lucrative skill. A father with no defence against his daughter's impulses. Would you take your little girl around Europe for a spot of murder tourism? Of course you would. on 2014-06-30
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My story on the Tate gallery website on 2013-11-11
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A Thousand Natural Shocks An anthology that includes two of my stories. Available now at Amazon. on 2013-11-11
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This is not a romantic, life-changing tale of a mutual-admiration romp with adorable ceteceans.

It happened when I lived on Kangaroo Island. A kangaroo did indeed hop through the garden every morning on its way through to the school playing fields. I could hear from my living room the Fairy Penguin chicks calling raucously for their parents. And when I was washing the dishes in the evening, I had a marvellous view of the sunset over towards American River. Quite often, a pod of dolphins would be heading back from a day of fishing and I would see their dorsal fins rising from the darkening sea.

One day, I was on the shore when I saw in the distance the dolphins coming back. It was a warm day and I was in my swimming shorts so I lurched across the rocks and into the sea. I swam straight out so my path would intersect that of the dolphins when they passed. I remembered all of those stories about frolicking with these intelligent creatures and how a reciprocal bond of empathic beauty seemed to be made between Hominid and Delphinid.

I reached the place where the dolphins were going to pass. They passed. That was it. No fun-packed gambol, no glorious connection, no unforgettable experience.

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