I Know by Chloe Copland

“Do you love me?” I ask. “Yes.” “Do you want to be with me?” “I don’t know.” “Are you happy?” “No.” I take a step back and look into your aqua eyes, searching for the words you can’t say. You smile sadly at me and my breath catches in my throat. My hand reaches the … Continue reading I Know by Chloe Copland

198 Days by Chloe Copland

I ask you to stand up. You don’t believe me. I am taller. Standing close to you, proving my point. I’m two inches taller. A single strand of light brown hair runs along your cheek. I move it away. Holding my hand against the soft skin. Slowly smiling looking deep into your aqua eyes. I … Continue reading 198 Days by Chloe Copland

The Itch by Chloe Copland

They said it starts with an itch. They lied. It was more like goosebumps, it wasn't constant, it mostly occurred when there was a slight breeze in the air, that's how it felt anyway. The feeling of someone watching you from a distance begins to creep up on you, the hair on the back of … Continue reading The Itch by Chloe Copland

Puzzle Pieces by Chloe Copland

I miss your arms wrapped around me, my blanket on a winter’s night. The warmth and comfort of steaming tea too hot to sip. I miss the way your hand fitted into mine. We were two pieces of a jigsaw; old and new, that only partially matched. Pressing and crushing harder to fit only … Continue reading Puzzle Pieces by Chloe Copland

Copland’s Cookin: Broccoli and Stilton Soup

For Four: 1 small onion 1 stalk and broccoli head 1 celery stalk 2 cloves of garlic 2 Large potatoes 50-100g stilton blue 100g of butter 10-25ml of oil Salt and pepper Optional Ingredients (for four): 200ml of double cream 5g of dried mixed herbs 5g dried oregano 5g dried coriander 5g celery salt … Continue reading Copland’s Cookin: Broccoli and Stilton Soup

Romance on the Number 9 Bus

Who needs the internet to find love? Especially when you have buses! It may not be the most romantic of settings, but it’s still probably better than the dating sites that some of the younger generations use nowadays. It was in 1956 when my Gran, Irene McAdam, first met my Grandpa, John Copland. They were … Continue reading Romance on the Number 9 Bus