Crossing the Border, Long Ago

Michael Bloor (first published in Spelk Fiction, March 30th 2020) In the snaking queue for passport inspection at Heathrow, I watched the Asian family gathered around the neighbouring passport booth to my left: the tired, sullen children, the downcast mother, the desperate, gesticulating father. I knew how they felt. These days, I sail through passportContinue reading “Crossing the Border, Long Ago”

Maggot-Racing: the Sport of Kings

Michael Bloor (first published in The Cabinet of Heed, Issue 28, January 2020) The reason maggot-racing was so exciting was because maggots have absolutely no sense of direction. Your maggot might be wiggling along strongly – well clear of the rest of the field, with a nice, clean, economical action, and plenty of fuel leftContinue reading “Maggot-Racing: the Sport of Kings”

The Servants of the People

Michael Bloor (first published in Cabinet of Heed, Issue 25, Oct 19th 2019) Some said that Alwyn Wyckham-Smith M.P. had suffered ‘a mid-life crisis.’ Some said it was ‘a secret sorrow.’ Some said it was Brexit. But no-one really knew what happened… The M.P. held two constituency ‘surgeries’ in his West Barsetshire constituency every month,Continue reading “The Servants of the People”

Bishop Shock at Inverallan Games

Michael Bloor (first published in Ink Sweat & Tears, Feb 25, 2018) Sandy Brodie pushed open the door of the Inverallan Barber’s. Lachie Brown was in the chair, with Jim MacBeth, the barber, in attendance and Willie Bain next in line for a haircut. ‘Aye boys, helluva storm oot there.’ There was a ragged, muttered chorusContinue reading “Bishop Shock at Inverallan Games”

Memory, the Fickle Jade

Michael Bloor (first published in Spelk Fiction, Oct 7th 2019) Anthony Morgan, Professor Emeritus, came away from the staff seminar (on Malory’s story of the Death of Merlin) feeling ruffled and bruised. Anthony hadn’t expected his comments on the paper to be treated with murmurs of respect and gratitude. But the junior staff member deliveringContinue reading “Memory, the Fickle Jade”