Just lately, in the few hours between going to bed and actually falling asleep, I’ve been reading a series of books by Charlie Higson, a well-known UK writer and comedian (The Fast Show and others). This particular series starts with the first instalment “The Enemy”, the premise for which is basically that everyone on earth ►►
Some of the best scary stories I’ve ever heard have come out of the Pilliga Scrub and this one beats them all. Listen to this terrifying phone call in which an old man tells of his harrowing night, alone in the Pilliga.
Berrima NSW, Australia May, 2004 In early 2004, my girlfriend Jeanette and I decided to take a short break and visit a cluster of quaint villages a couple of hours drive south of Sydney. We decided we would spend about three days just wandering around the little towns, visiting local shops, cafés, museums and markets, ►►
Another Halloween short.
This very short, scary piece was originally intended as a last-minute Halloween piece in 2004, but happened to finally get done 7 months later.
Pilliga Scrub, NSW Australia c.1980 The Pilliga Scrub is a massive expanse of thick bushland in the central upper half of New South Wales and covers an area of about 80 x 120 kilometres. Much has been lost in there, never to be found again, from sheep and cattle, to people and vehicles. Even today, ►►
30km outside Narromine, NSW Australia 1985 For a long time my father worked for a man who owned a lot of land. One particular property of his is called ‘Arrabree’. 3,000 undulating acres with a huge, old but well-kept house, machinery sheds, stock yards, shearing sheds, grain silos and more. The farm needed caretakers, and ►►
Trangie, NSW Australia May school holidays, 1979 Back when there were only three school terms per year in Australia, I would stay at my cousin’s house every May school holidays. He lived in Trangie, which is the next town west of my home town, Narromine. Incidentally, it was around this time in my life when ►►
Told to me by my brother on the night it happened. The power goes out during a storm, a group of kids home alone experience an unseen, paralysing fear.
Newcastle , NSW Australia Told to me by my uncle in 1988 When he was in his mid 20s one of my uncles, Lionel, lived with a house-mate in a small apartment house in the suburb of Maitland, near Newcastle back in the late 80′s. I forget the other guy’s name, so I’ll just call ►►
Approx. 1am on a deserted country road. 1973 In his prime, my father was a Rugby League football hero and played for the ‘Country’ team against ‘City’ in the early to mid 70′s. On one occasion, the entire team travelled by bus to a town called Queanbeyan, and this incident took place when my mother ►►
Told to me by my mother when I asked what the screaming was about.
Gold Coast, Queensland Australia 1991 I was living in a caravan on Queensland’s Gold Coast from 1989-1991, and in that time I worked in a steel factory. One day while operating a giant mesh-welding machine, my glove caught on a spinning shaft and pulled my arm into the machine. As my arm was wrapped around ►►
The Small country town of Trangie NSW, Australia. 1959 TRANGIE is where my dad was born and raised. It is still a tiny town and 50 years ago it was probably less than half the size. My dad, Phil is the eldest, and has 5 other siblings: four brothers and a sister. Way back then, ►►