i/o error is going to be read at the next meeting of the Liars’ League, which has a Love & Marriage theme. (You might recall that The Man With The Musical Penis was read by Martin Lamb at the corresponding event last year, to great effect – that’s why I submitted again this year.) Details after the jump.
A Freudian nightmare.
Insert Tab A in Slot B
Biting the hand that feeds.
You’re not singing any more.
A leap of faith.
A guide to one of London’s least-known but most curious boroughs.
Never tear us apart
The sound of silence
School’s out for summer; school’s out for ever
How come no-one wants to know what I saw?
Around the world in eighty stays
A cautionary tale with a sting in its tail.
Pussy by name, pussy by nature.
For what we are about to receive.
Life is very long when you’re lonely
We’re all going on a summer holiday
Go forth and multiply.
Of mice and men.
Tweet bloody tweet.
This week, a puzzle. Can you identify the famous family?
Apocalypse now.
Run for your life
Two uncalled-for tributes to Shakespeare
All’s fair in love and war
An address given by Lucinda Graves to the Royal Society of Ethnogastronomes upon the publication of the first edition (1928).
Parting is such sweet sorrow.
The quick brown fox…
He had always believed in the black dog.
The sound of silence.
Chicken Little was a gutless wonder.
There’s never a pair around when you need them. Five stories of lives, cut short.
The Liars’ League have put up a recording of my story, The Man With The Musical Penis, as read by the redoubtable Martin Lamb earlier this month. Ideal listening for the office; you can get it here.
I sought enlightenment, and in a way I found it. Or did it find me?
A story for anyone who’s ever thought they might be a furry.
Boy meeten girl…
One of my more notorious stories, The Man With The Musical Penis, is going to be read by a Real Live Actor at the next meeting of the Liars’ League. (How can you resist a title like that? And yes, it does what it says on the tin.) It’s at 7pm on Tuesday 10 February at the Wheatsheaf pub near Goodge Street tube station in London. Do come along if you can!
Up, up and away.
Fair-weather friends.
Out of the mouths of babes.
A story about falling in love.
Remember: “GOD” spelled sideways is “GDO”!
