Everything in this place is you. We stand in your oh so familiar hallway- a place of frequent meetings and partings. We can’t go further than this stretch of building. The main glass door is at just wrong angle to see your front door with its touch of eucalyptus. - A post about missing my friends
Don’t say it’s a spring ride
We’ve all done it, seen the sun shining and then dressed wildly inappropriately for the actual temperature. We’ve all swapped out our school tights for socks too soon, or been that kid that digs out the summer dress and has to revert to the skirt and jumper only a few days later. Or in more recent... Continue Reading →
Men and coffee shops
Part of my inspiration series, why men and coffee shops or men who work in coffee shops pop up in my writing.
The Cleaner
A short story inspired by my friend's stories of the worst houses she has cleaned.
Balloons
A short story- one from the archives of the masters writing prompts.
About me
Hello and welcome to Writes and Bikes. Behind the blog, I'm Roisin, writer and keen road cyclist this is my space to share my thoughts and writings about, well... those two topics. I live in West Sussex in the UK (great cycling) I have a house, a cat and a Matt. I've just completed my... Continue Reading →