Christmas temptation

The rapidly emptying box of chocolates calls to me every time I walk past.

Emptiness

The house embodies the feelings inside me.

Nocturnal visitor

In the darkness a sound from the depths of the garden - a strangled yelping but not quite a dog's bark. Switching on another light indoors makes the sound go away.

Coffee shop customer

Waiting alone at a table, he breaks occasionally into stereotypical movements of the arms to accompany his piercing gaze.

Forbidden fruit

The elegant chocolate box lies open, inviting exploration. The creamy taste of the sugared sphere explodes in the mouth, inevitably leading to further temptation.

Charity shop

A musty smell assaults the senses on crossing the threshold and there are no hidden diamonds, despite the rainbow colours of sari silk.

New year blues

Yet again the curtains are drawn to block out the howling wind and teeming rain, the Christmas tree twinkles in the corner. A new year has begun in exactly the same manner that the old finished.