Bobster Blog

I have been chased by the same monster every Thursday night for eleven years.  It is always Thursday.  I don’t know why.  You’d think my sub...

Martin only needed a wee.  That was all.  He stood in front of the new SmartLoo, unzipped, and immediately a small screen rose from the cist...

One autumn evening Oswin and Elowen climbed to the hill above the forest. Below them the trees had turned the colour of fire, and beyond ...