32 degrees and sunny: lunch is iced coffee, with “arancini bolognese”. The fried suppli host a golden stream of molten mozzarella to be tamed with the cold… Read more “Simply suppli on a hot sunny day”
Author: Greg Hackett
High Noon
Chapter 1 It’s high noon and the two deadly mudslingers are facing off on the main street. Dressed all in black, ScoMo is packing an old Coal… Read more “High Noon”
TRICKLE TREAT at the BONFIRE of VANITY’S BEACH
(Fractal City) The kid’s feeling pretty chuff, having pulled off a cool Sunday scam: after being given 5 bucks from Aunty Paul and Aunty Brian to go… Read more “TRICKLE TREAT at the BONFIRE of VANITY’S BEACH”
Chapter 3: THE USERS AND THE GIVERS
“Now that, ladies and gentlemen,” says bar manager Herm, as he puts the empty glasses on the table, straightens his waistcoat, puts his hands on his hips,… Read more “Chapter 3: THE USERS AND THE GIVERS”
Chapter 2: Cold
Winter wind’s icy fingers sneak up the loosely hanging sleeves, and creep through the head openings of their hoodies, to stab the backs of their necks. But… Read more “Chapter 2: Cold”
Chapter 1: Joey and the Epiphany
“… in the end THE MACHINES will win” “God it’s hot,” she mutters as she enters the one-way lane, swatting away several flies that shouldn’t still be… Read more “Chapter 1: Joey and the Epiphany”
Chapter 12: RollerBowl
The two blond blokes are a regular sight, ambling across Fractal City. “We’re brothers!” the leading one excitedly announces to anyone passing by. They are probably of… Read more “Chapter 12: RollerBowl”
Chapter 11: The Battle of Yum Kipper
He ambles down Glum St, taking his two little terrier dogs on a typical Saturday morning walk down to the Favourite Cafe-Bar, when he notices a a… Read more “Chapter 11: The Battle of Yum Kipper”
Chapter 10: Doomsday
He doesn’t look like one of the Homeless, but he is certainly not “mainstream” as he ambles up the main street of Fractal city, screaming out to anyone unfortunate… Read more “Chapter 10: Doomsday”
Chapter 9: Feeding the Masses
The ageing Vietnamese grandmother ambles along the Fractal foreshore, muttering to herself as she sees yet another huge queue outside yet another Vietnamese restaurant. She thinks it’s… Read more “Chapter 9: Feeding the Masses”