MINIMAL EFFORT

“It’s only mud. It could be worse,’ said my colleague. “How?” I whimpered, my hair dripping with brown liquid. “A guy I knew once jumped...

As we sat on the boat, I thought about the inevitable Ryan Air flight home. Mr Cheques seemed to have some personal vendetta against the...

There was blood everywhere. Even on my copy of Bram Stoker’s Dracula. Trust me, the irony wasn’t lost. Everyone on the bus looked at us,...