Author: Chris Bardell

The Chauffeur The coast road curved and rose slightly as it passed a village stepping down…

URBAN FORMULA by Chris Bardell Time 03:58 / Arrays 98% Ryzhkov’s car was maybe fifty meters…

They see me. I see them. But they don’t know.   The children fuss over presents….

Starting an internet radio station which broadcast only silence was his way of finding relaxation. Accessible…

The code started off pretty simple. But typically for this sort of thing, it expanded and…

Eve finished work and walked down to the tube station, exactly as she had done a…

I met Bert by chance, a few days after the season started. I was wandering back…

The ambient lighting was about halfway through its wake-up sequence when I opened my eyes. Waiting…

I swung the amphi-boat out from the jetty, took a shallow arc to port, and cranked…