Fabia wasn’t sure why her entrails grew suddenly cold, just where the baby had begun to stir. She wasn’t superstitious, she’d laughed at the crazy predictions of Aurelia the retired Vestal Virgin like everyone else in the city. When Aurelia… Continue Reading
“What’s your favourite animal?” “A tiger.” “Mine’s a black labrador, with floppy ears. What’s your favourite food?” “Rocky Road ice cream. What’s yours?” “Chocolate doughnuts. Do you believe in God?” “Of course, silly.” I had been humming to myself and… Continue Reading
In the brothel, a tourist with a Newcastle accent asked if the beds had been curtained, or was everything done in public? Was voyeurism all part of the fun for the lusty residents of old Pompeii? Most of the visitors… Continue Reading