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Studland, missing fingers, a rabid dog called Bob and a privy

When we first arrived from Canada in the early 1960’s my parents would take us, that is my two elder brothers and me to a farm on the road from...
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Remember Jesus

When you're tempted to commit a sin, remember God's son. When you're tempted, ask yourself what Jesus would've done. Jesus Christ has never sinned,...

The kiss

She smiles as he leans in and oh! he kisses her, the fool! but even as they share a breath she feels the swelling falter The peak of all her...
Cherry

Grampa's Little Angel

“Who’s a good boy! Who’s Grampa’s little angel! Yeah, come give Grampa a kiss!” Damn fool! Talking to me the way he does. Oh, why do I lick the hand...

Story8: Nature Reciprocates

This recurring incident occurs several times with me in the present . I am scolded by my mother when I return from the market because I missed a few...

How the U.S. Election Effects Me

I'm not an American. I'm British and live in the U.K. but nonetheless what America does effects me. Most importantly, I feel, because Global Warming...
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The Goa Connection - Chapter 2

After discovering the exact location of the hoard, Dan makes plans to travel to Goa. He is unaware a convicted criminal is hot on his tail.
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The Sin Of Father Jacobs.

Father Jacobs loved his position within the Church. It gave him the opportunity to indulge his one and only vice. He called it his “release.” He no...

Last Sunset Of The Midnight Sun

1. I am a polar bear; white furred, ferocious thing and, in my polar lair I used to be the king. 2. But now the landscape melts that used to be my...
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Trading From Memory

Trading from Memory P K Routray During these twilight days’ monotony of leisure relish I often recollecting the events that I treasure Many of them...

Amazing Galaxies, Nebulae and Earth

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] The heavens declare your glory, Lord, – the sun and stars of power and light; by telescopes observed,...
Cherry

The Notes of a Millennial Blogger: #2 The Italian Ruiner

I wake up to the sound of my Auntie Amandine thoroughly sanitising her nether regions. She's in the shower. I can tell she has the shower head set to...

Downpour (4): The River

4. The River Nick awoke once more to rain falling on his face. The lumps down his arms and legs burned furiously, and his entire body was drenched...
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The descent

Not your pen, the butter- yellow of its wannabe etchings. Nor, really, your fear of the broadband router’s paparazzi flashes that set off the whole...

Chapter 3

The battle between the two elves and a demon begins.
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Peaceful Explosions

Sparkles in the sky … – kiddies cling amidst the shrieks, but do not fear and quake, as others do in far-off lands …
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Divided

Divided It used to be that the simplicity of 1 + 1 = 2 was equal to the sum of a new whole - the answer of me and you. And maybe it started that way...
Cherry

The Sunday School Teacher.

Patricia Lambert stared at a photo on the mantelpiece. Taken six years ago in Weymouth. She was surrounded by children. All hers. Not biologically of...

Trigger, Please

A rant about trigger warnings.
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