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Reagan and Gorbachev are turning in their graves looking at the mess the two idiots have made

Possibly the most tenuous link ever to a weekly inspirational point (this week it’s toast) and a fond recollection of happy times in the mid-1980s living with ‘her indoors’ in a North London oasis of social harmony.

There's a deal to be made but everybody dies...

I walk past a teenager eating a cooked breakfast on his own in a brightly coloured café and immediately remember a holiday when I was about fifteen,...

In Inglewood, Jake Lacey hunched over his kitchen sink.

I run my fingers through your hair I touch your face I hear you breathing so softly i take your sweet hand in mine oh how I love you so much the...

Chapter 25 (No missing chapter. I extended chapter 23 and split it into two.) Alice stirred, sensing a presence in her room before she opened her...

Mitch scowls at Lucas and exits. Lucas, careful of his button, picks up his manual to read again. He begins to yawn, tries to stop himself, but fails...

Stuff thrusts out