Cowardly Graham Snozcumber

Cowardly Graham Snozcumber A Short Story by Mr Pseudonym Graham Snozcumber looked at the minuscule kettle in his hands and felt shocked. He walked over to the window and reflected on his sunny surroundings. He had always loved pretty Truro with its quickest, quaint quarries. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel shocked. Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Reginald Malkovich. Reginald was a down to earth academic with red eyes and fluffy fingers.