August 15, 2025
The Egg Shed

Pete’s Memoirs

I am taking a break from Pete’s Memoirs this month. Instead, I am treating you to the first part of a short story from “Sitting Comfortable” (working title) from a work-in-progress anthology. 

I’m trying to prepare for a performance on Saturday, and I’m brushing up on my storytelling with a hint of belly dancing in it..

I hope you enjoy The Egg Shed…so much so that if you didn’t shout, ‘When will that anthology be published? I want more!” last time. You will this time.


The Egg Shed

Age is but a number until you get to a certain age

Mex was sitting in Don’s eight-seater, focusing on the tartan-clad blanket thrown over the seat in front. The landscape changed constantly, and she with a stomach full of toffee, had made the fatal mistake of watching it. Don had told her to stare ahead, focus on a spot, and now she felt worse. 

Don was driving, ignoring the directions shouted at him by his partner, Bunnie, who always maintained she was a better driver. It was a constant argument between them, but as Bunnie had a few whiskies the night before and still had a whiff of alcohol about her, Don won the argument.

Mex stared out the window. She was sitting behind Bunnie and Donnie, doing her best to ignore Woody and Pete rifting behind her. Mex, along with Pete, had been on Earth for a week or was it two? She couldn’t remember, but it was long enough for her to lose the confidence she had on her planet. Here she was, but a middle-aged woman dressed in hand-me-downs from Bunnie, a B&B owner who had taken her “under her wing”. 

Pete, her android or PA as he now called himself, wasn’t much help either; he had taken to Earth like it was his real home, turning into an annoying know-it-all who was irritatingly right. He had grasped with a flick what a straw was; where it went and how to change the channel on the car radio. And was at home dressed as a woman, comfortable in his padded bra, heeled shoes, and Donnie’s jokes, while she staggered about in trainers like a half-cut teenager, jokes going over her head like a power shower.

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