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Alexandria
There used to be a boat that sailed from Piraeus via Latakia in Syria then on to Alexandria on the north coast of Egypt. Then it was back to Piraeus...
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Super Abbreviated Last Perfect Sunday
0600 - we get out of bed. We must separate because your head is on my chest, your arm across it. We shower together to save water and to indulge...
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Transition
From here to Eternity
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Humdrum observations
Hey everyone, This is a brief extract from my third book. Aldo is standing outside his local 'The Carouel'taking in the scene of punters everyday...
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Smokey.
When I was young fireworks was only in November. Now fireworks are almost all year round where I live. With Bonfire night, Halloween, and many...
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Nobody Is Jealous Of You: Part 2
Miranda abandoned her questioning, stepped out, and aimed for fresh air. The house remained under surveillance. Instead of braving the cameras, she...
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Ghigau 18
Alan Terence O’Donnell lived in Dongola Road, Plaistow, in a small, two-up-two-down, pebble-dashed house, probably built around 1900. In the...
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Remember, give thanks, pray …
[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Widows, orphans, traumatised men: wars leave damage yet again, But when evil threatens, thrusts, nations must defend, at cost. …
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Last Chance 3
Oh, how I hated that kid! As more and more time passed, the more and more I hated him. Finally, I went to the cops and reported him. The cops didn't...
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gRAY.
A man abused and killed a child. He was killed in jail. Another man inflected ONE HUNDRED AND ONE separate wounds on his girlfriend’s two-year-old...
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Welcome.
They should keep ALL politics out of football! There should be no bending of the knee, for black lives matter, for all lives matter, and no gay...
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My Perfect Zombie
Dallying in Donegal and dabbling in Derry. The penultimate of a fair few parts.
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Imbedded
The bar called Geometry has its last call at 0000 H; what civvies call midnight. She has no choice. State law demands it. She must be she. It’s a law...
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The Leaf Blower - Part 3
After lunch, Andy insisted that it was Barry's turn to carry out leaf blowing duty. This wasn’t among his favourite activities, it was far too...
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Geometry of Waterfalls
A challenge, for our budding young engineers. Given are two problems on free falling liquid, the first being straightforward. The second I found not...
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Going Home
Going Home We visited Holy Cross Cemetery today. The cemetery is timeless in its appearance. The weather-worn limestone grave markers signal your...
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Mother Of Dreams
Mother Of Dreams By Paul McCann Mother of dreams some hear music which is a gift and is their life’s calling . Mother of dreams some can see the...
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Rod's Part 3 of 3
Saturday morning found Mike and Julie on the train from Charing Cross to Kent at 10am. “There must be a logical explanation,” said Julie. “I mean, it...
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Rod's - Part 2
They sat on rickety folding chairs in the back yard. The afternoon air was warm. Another train thrummed in the distance, then was gone. The bees and...
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Rod's Part 1
July 1987 Mike had been all agog when Henry described the White Horseman. On the Saturday of their weekend break in Faversham, he’d insisted on...
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