Kik Lodge

  Game   Cliff Richard, lot number 14, is standing on the rostrum in cream linen. The current bid, which is with a female in a fuchsia jumpsuit, is at £160. She has one of those bulbous-eyed dogs in her handbag, and by the way she raises her paddle, thinks the whole world works for […]

Tired from a nightmare in which ravens had been flapping around my bedhead – the morning after that silly bagatelle – I opened the door and saw the umbrella on my doormat, torn and broken. It was the umbrella I’d made Satie. Canopy of paper, ribs of willow, initials carved on the crook. No note.