100/100 Days of Creativity: Last Call

The Dafanlons are a servant race of elephant-like creatures with short snouts and delicate folds of skin on their heads, which they use to detect sound. They are employed by the Vugane, a race of intelligent molluscs, to monitor all communication in the Dius galaxy and beyond. Yesterday the Dafanlons detected a message from a far-off…

99/100 Days of Creativity: Relax A Little

World Shotput Champion, Val Adams forgot everything she had been told in the last half hour, and broke all protocol to give the Queen a warm and friendly hug. Much to everyone’s surprise the Queen gave a delicate leoh and unexpectedly began to sob causing much consternation from officials and Royal minders alike. The Queen abruptly dismissed…

98/100 Days of Creativity: I Love Me. Why Don’t You?

‘Tell me HOW can Barack have MORE Twitter followers than me?’ demands Vladimir Putin to his social media advisors. ‘I post pictures of me being Rambo. I post pictures of me with pretty girls. I let people know what I think about human rights and I’ve been stirring the hornet’s nest in the Ukraine to goad…

97/100 Days of Creativity: Simple Pleasures

Every night after dinner Barry and I walk around the block enjoying the solitude as the neighbourhood slowly settles in for the night. In the weekends we go to the park for a couple of hours to investigate all the exciting smells and quietly rejoice in the glory of the weekend. I usually listen to some classical music…

96/100 Days of Creativity: Stand By Your Man

If Paula and Anne aren’t there to protect me from the bullies, clavering is my only defence. Last week I couldn’t stand the harassment any longer and I begged John for some leave. The prick said I could have two weeks off only if I answered all questions from the media and parliament for the next…