The latest edition of my online improvised comedy series, ‘Undercover Cop Car!’ It’s odd yet strangely compelling. And very funny. I think?
Keys rattled outside the door. Maria flinched. He came in. She heard him chuck the keys into the dish on the shelf by the door. A pause, then the sound of the door banging shut. Not locking it tonight? No. Not tonight. The sound of uneven footsteps […]
I’m appearing in the Wandsworth Arts Fringe at The Arches, St Mary’s Church, Putney on 10th and 11th May. ‘John really is a copper. Not like one you have ever been arrested by. Deranged strange and uproarious. He is a total original.’ – Arthur Smith. Get tickets here: […]
“A Short Sadness in 545 words” @WearyDetective https://medium.com/@Johnbrackenridge/a-short-sadness-in-545-words-e98f2ed1773d
“A Futuristic Fable of Revenge” @WearyDetective https://firstname.lastname@example.org/a-futuristic-fable-of-revenge-b477feb39b6a
Is this a true story? Yes, of course it is. It’s the meaning behind every story that matters. We all die. Everyone that you have ever known will die. It’s easier with some than others. We may shed a tea for an elderly aunt, but inside we know […]
My Nan was the hardest woman I ever met. A life through war with a brittle Glaswegian soul tempered by me, her one and only grandchild. Coming of age as the darkness of the 1930s fell across Europe, she came from working-class stock, her peer group ripe […]
Imagined from above, the sports fields that remain sit dotted across the once great city. Shaped oblong in defiance to tower blocks resting under the metal cocoons of air conditioning units that rise where once all was green fields. So long ago, if at all. If […]
‘Why don’t you just buy a motorbike?’ The morning before the evening of my debut stand-up comedy debut. Some months earlier, I’d realised my age. I had been doing the same job for twenty-three years. I was 45 years old. I’d been a policeman for nearly half my […]
Bosham, West Sussex. A place of magic.