Elf Service

(700 words) ‘Boxes,’ was my first impression, looking out of the coach window at the Icelandic houses along the road. White boxes with corrugated pink and red roofs, like Monopoly hotels, deposited haphazardly by some unseen giant hand. “There’s no gardens,” said Fiona, my ‘other half.’ “No, that’s true.” There was grass around the houses … Continue reading Elf Service