Maud by Doug Weller   Maud had read somewhere that killing was quite acceptable these days, provided it was ironic. She sat patiently watching the bay window in her terraced cottage until she heard keys rattling in the door. “Morning, Mrs. Morris,” a shrill voice called out. A scruffy girl in an apron entered … Read more

The Connected Home

The Connected Home by Doug Weller   One more tweak to the network and Mark was finished. A hum began in the kitchen. Perfect timing – he was famished. Clutching his smartphone, he entered the kitchen. Soft lighting faded up to welcome him and upbeat music began to play out an appropriately celebratory refrain. ‘Like … Read more