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The Campaign For Terrence Oblong - Peter Buckley Hill and the Free Fringe

Peter Buckley Hill was an aspiring comedian who decided to become an international star by hiring a venue at the Edinburgh Festival. His act mixed...
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Miles Henderson Lived here (1)

“And this is the very rock that Miles Henderson once sat on,” said Whitcombe for the ten thousandth time. He never tired of it, he was proud of the...

2084-C

Chris was standing in the magistrate's court once again. He had come to give evidence in defence of James Johnson. The female magistrate wore a...
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Rhubarb - Part 1 (Translation).

I have never grown rhubarb My Mum grew them. Some rhubarb, I think is too sour. Some rhubarb tastes mild. I LOVE RHUBARB WITH APPLES AND CUSTARD! Do...

Rhubarb - Part 1

Rhubarb rhubarb rhubarb rhubarb rhubarb. Rhubarb rhubarb rhubarb rhubarb. Rhubarb rhubarb, rhubarb rhubarb rhubarb rhubarb rhubarb. Rhubarb rhubarb...
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10,839 Steps

I estimate, on the Beaufort scale, that the sea was ‘slight’ today, the breeze ‘gentle’. What did the sea sound like? Whispering kids at bedtime who...
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Dusk

The girl with the softest edges Who summons the stars And the scent of the rose Who unburdens the sun, scattering its fiery embers Her name is Dusk...
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Who Is Your Robin Hood?

Nonsense, don't click on this. Image made by author at Canva.com

Mariangel

Change, as it affects us as we age; though here, I'm entirely in sympathy with the lady portrayed.

A New Arrival

Hello Little Henry! He is the second. He came along as his parents beckoned. The world his oyster, to be reckoned. Opportunities great, the future...
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Chuwl (Hebrew: to dance in a whirl)

Friday evening, full moon waning, the haar cleared, returning the hills to the town. Sun peeped through and a cooling breeze blew the last ghostly...

Look, who’s come!

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] See, we have received Messiah – never was there such a Friend. Moses and the prophets taught us of the One...
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The Shadows Between Us

Flash fiction. 300 words.
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Beatific

Beatific Mystical moments in silence. Conjure and cultivate various virtues of formation in time. Blissful soul realm, spiritual heart's garden:...

Scargill House.

When I was young, my god-mother often took me to Scargill House, in North Yorkshire. We went there about ten times, or more. For me, it was like a...

Dolce Far Niente?

We need good rest, and to appreciate the ‘sweetness of doing nothing’. But pretty soon nothingness gets irritating, and starts to hurt your back...
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The Second Coming

Flash fiction. 300 words.
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Being rather silly

“This is probably the most important decision you will ever make in your life,” says the youth counsellor. She looks at him. He smiles anxiously. And...

Mossy thoughts

Admittedly, the vegetable is not very prominent, but there's a lot of green to compensate.
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Empty M_______o

Well, I'm sure you'll work it out. Image made at canva from PD elephants.
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