Carnbeg stories

Stories you may have missed
  • Sylvie

    Once old Frenchman Jean gave up, in '61, there was a hiatus. Carnbeg didn't get its supply of regularly plump and burnished onions, hanging in... more...
  • Sybil’s Cave

    Once upon a time the bookshop was called 'Sappho's Isle'. For three years Sappho's name was writ above the doorway. (The Gaelic lettering was a... more...
  • Stage Call

    He zips up his skirt just as there's a rap on the door. 'Five minutes' He adjusts his boobs, centring them. Countdown. ... more...
  • The Slippers

    One hundred girls sit in the room, perched on stools at long benches, stooped over their work. She has to attach beads or sequins... more...
  • Service

    Mrs Cuddihy smiles at him as she pays for her repairs, calling him 'Mr Purdie' very nicely. Colin hands her the shoes in one of... more...
  • Hand, Purple, ?

    Lennox Macke was there at the first Edinburgh Festival. Sixty years ago. It was Tyrone Guthrie who had introduced him to Carnbeg. In... more...
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