Miscellaneous
Chapter 1: Black holes
First day of Montessori One of David’s first memories was from when he was three years old. His mother handed him a very snazzy tracksuit. It was...
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Stay
The dog came back without the boy. She came up the road we never take. The fence-line dogs did not bark for her. They have always known her. Her...
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Tell
I promise to write him letters. I promise to write letters that use distinctive quotes from literature. I promise to use footnotes to firmly embed...
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Easter 2026 (Part 3: The Fall Of the Roman Empire (sorry American/Western Empire!) by Alfred N.Muggins
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5/4/26 Alfred had spent the last few Easters getting more and more concerned about the problems assailing the sane, responsible, normal, peaceful,...
The Way We Were: Another Brick in the Wall, December 1979
Mr Evans hated me. Mr Evans was the D eputy H eadmaster, but also our M aths teacher, and much to his dismay I was the best at maths in my year,...
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The Way We Were: House of Fun, May 1982
Goran’s house was perfectly located, it was on the edge of the Old Court estate where half of us lived, and just a playing field away from the...
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The Way We Were: Abba-esque EP, June 1992
I like blondes. Agnetha From Abba, for example, or Yvonne, from my philosophy tutorial group. I’d liked her all year, but it’s difficult to chat...
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Ghosts
I remember the jumps of Evel Kneaval. And there was once a cheese with a living weevil. Never a week without receiving a tearful ear full. And...
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The Apple
Hanging on the oldest tree, The wind-tossed apple, Nice with Brie. So big and green, the juicy treat, I saw myself in its cheek. On biting through...
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The Less Miserables Lose a Friend (3)
Christmas Day, Wesley stayed at Dusty's house. He didn't want to at first. Had tried to leave that morning, mumbling something about not wanting to...
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