Tag Archives: Parliament

Speaking Truth To Power #shortfiction #humour

Martin Clarke stood in the Speaker’s private office and admired himself in the mirror. He shouldn’t be here, he knew but the open door spoke of temptation. One day soon, he promised himself as he adjusted the ermine collared cloak, … Continue reading

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Kia Ora day eleven: Boots on, It’s Wellington (part one)

The drive from Napier was long and wet. A Kiwi described the pulse of rain as a weather bomb which seems apt. It was pretty smooth, mind you, since the traffic out of Wellington (maybe it’s a long weekend or … Continue reading

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