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StoryPerils and Privileges gletherby46 years 2 months ago
StorySing a Song of Fifty Quid gletherby06 years 3 months ago
Story'Shoulder to Shoulder' gletherby06 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Anniversary(ies) gletherby66 years 3 months ago
Story'One Small Step ...' gletherby06 years 3 months ago
StorySpinning and Spanning gletherby46 years 3 months ago
StoryGods And Men Ewan46 years 4 months ago
StorySelf Control gletherby56 years 4 months ago
StoryA bit of IP nonsense Rhiannonw86 years 4 months ago
StoryAria PoppyS46 years 4 months ago
StoryDream On: of anxieties and aspirations gletherby46 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Way Things Have Always Been gletherby26 years 4 months ago
StoryPoppy gletherby256 years 4 months ago
Story'T'was the Night Before Christmas' | a version for 2017 gletherby96 years 4 months ago
StoryJust the Two of Us gletherby56 years 4 months ago
StoryPassing Teignmouth gletherby26 years 5 months ago
StoryPossible Queues Ahead gletherby26 years 5 months ago
StoryThe appointment Parson Thru296 years 5 months ago
StoryLessons for Mr Flopsie gletherby06 years 5 months ago
StoryThe People Who Live In Trees gletherby46 years 5 months ago
StoryTable Manners gletherby16 years 5 months ago
StoryAfter Her Nap gletherby76 years 5 months ago
StoryComing of Age (versions 1 and 2) gletherby86 years 5 months ago
StoryCamaraderie in the Old Post-natal Ward Cilla Shiels16 years 5 months ago
StoryBeing Immortal gletherby26 years 5 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Further Reflections on 'Being Alone'

I’ve become more and more interested recently in thinking and writing about solitude, about being and spending time alone and about the relationship...
Cherry

Gareth's Body

The conversation with the registrar’s assistant leaves Emily shivering, despite the warmth of the day. Throughout the call the insensitive jobsworth...
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Monsters and where to find them

Hiding under the bed or inside the wardrobe, Lurking in the dark corners of a mid-night bedroom. Peering over the sofa or peeping through fingers,...

Decisions, Decisions...

Marni moves around the kitchen slowly; rubbing her temples in the hope that it will ease her aching head. It’s been a hard week, what with the dinner...
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Cherry

Non, je ne regrette rien

‘It won’t be long now’, Belle hears the nurse say as she drifts back into the darkness. She knows she is dying. It’s fine. She’s warm and comfortable...

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