The priest is getting to that stage of drunkenness where fatigue weighs him down, and he’s finding it difficult to stay upright – every morsel of his being wants to rest his hard, wrinkled forehead on the cold oakwood of the bar. This binge has been excessive even by his standards. He had started eight days ago sipping fine port whilst listening to Radio 4, … Continue reading Consensus


Almost as soon as he opens his eyes, he is bored and wants to feel something. After spending half an hour scrolling through the various apps on his phone – searching for little red exclamation marks which signify somebody at least cares about him – he watches pornography. A blonde girl in a maid outfit dusting kitchen surfaces, and then lying supine across the counter, … Continue reading Impatience