Fiction Tiny Stories
The Wall Where Lost Gloves Go
Nobody started it and nobody runs it, but every glove dropped on Pellow Street ends up on the same twenty metres of railing, waiting to be claimed.
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Fiction Tiny Stories
The Traffic Cone That Became a Landmark
It was put over a pothole on Marsh Road in 2011. The pothole was filled in 2013. Nobody has been able to remove the cone since.
Fiction Tiny Stories
The Baker Who Always Made One Loaf Too Many
The bakery on Cold Street needed forty loaves a day, and for thirty-one years it baked forty-one.
Fiction Useless Inventions
The Slow Torch
A handsome aluminium torch whose beam arrives about three seconds after you point it, so you are always shown where you were looking rather than where you are looking.
Fiction Tiny Stories
The Bench With the Early Plaque
The small brass plaque at the top of Fenner's Hill has said FOR MARGARET, WHO LIKED IT HERE since 2019, and Margaret reads it most Tuesdays.
Fiction Tiny Stories
The Pigeon With a Season Ticket
Every weekday for six years a pigeon has boarded the 7:14 at platform two, ridden exactly one stop, and then walked all the way home again.
Fiction Useless Inventions
The Rewinding Bookmark
A silk bookmark that creeps three pages backwards every night, on the grounds that you were not really paying attention the first time.
Fiction Useless Inventions
The Almost-Done Progress Bar
A polished brass desk object with one glowing bar that has sat at 97 percent since the day it was made, connected to nothing and finishing nothing.
Fiction Tiny Stories
The Umbrella Nobody Meant to Keep
There is an umbrella in a cafe lost-and-found that has been claimed eleven times, returned twelve, and has quietly decided that being forgotten is the whole point.
Fiction Tiny Stories
The Lamppost That Knew Too Much
Lamppost #14 on Mulberry Lane developed opinions in the autumn of its eleventh year.