The Likely Resolutions of Oliver Clock

by Jane Riley

My daily routines were done as systematically and rhythmically as a needle going in, out, in, out. A single needle with a single thread through a single button, over and over and over. That was me,

Regrets were accumulating like bills yet to be paid.

Sometimes change requires getting out of your comfort zone.’ I pondered Andy’s words,

Can you ‘get a life’ or does life find you?

sometimes life has a strange way of showing us it cares. And the act of accepting this can be the hardest thing to do.’

‘Smell is more powerful than people realise,’ she said gently. ‘Its memory never fades.

Does your mother wear a particular perfume?’ ‘Eau d’Overbearing.’

I was a yacht in a storm, a speeding car veering off the road, cake batter in a mixer. Listing, reeling, weaving, churning.

being single and lonely was better than being taken and unhappy.