Fiction Tiny Stories
The Greengrocer Who Chalks a Riddle Every Morning
The chalkboard outside the greengrocer's on Larch Street has never shown a price, only a daily riddle, and the one morning it stayed blank the whole street noticed.
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The Tunnel Where Everybody Shouts Hello
A short foot tunnel under the railway has such a fine echo that nobody of any age walks through without calling out, and then the council wrote to say it was going to be made quiet.
Fiction Tiny Stories
The Kite That Belongs to the Whole Hill
At the top of Kestrel Hill there is an unlocked wooden box with a red kite inside, and for nine years anyone who climbs up has been allowed to fly it.
Fiction Tiny Stories
The Choir That Rehearses in the Launderette
When the hall roof began to leak, the Thursday choir moved into the launderette next door, and the spin cycle turned out to have excellent timing.
Fiction Tiny Stories
The Ferryman Who Waved at Every Boat
For years a river ferryman waved at every passing boat, including one kayak that never waved back, until one grey Thursday in March.
Fiction Tiny Stories
The Casserole Dish That Never Went Home Empty
One blue dish, two neighbours and a low garden wall: for years it crossed back and forth, and it was never once allowed to make the trip with nothing inside.
Fiction Useless Inventions
The Tape Measure That Rounds Up Out of Kindness
A pocket tape measure that adds a little to everything it measures, so your sunflower, your child and your snowman always come out slightly taller than you hoped.
Fiction Tiny Stories
The Chess Game That Took Eleven Months and Two Strangers
On a stone table in the corner of the park, two people who have never met keep one game going, a single move at a time, whenever either of them happens to pass.
Fiction Tiny Stories
The Window Box That Faces the Bus Stop
A window box on the third floor of Aldergate Road is planted the wrong way round on purpose, so that the people waiting for the 47 have something better to look at than a shuttered travel agent.
Fiction Tiny Stories
The Man Who Swept the Empty Lido
The outdoor pool on Harbour Road closes every October, and every winter morning since, one retired swimmer has let himself in to sweep it for a summer that is months away.