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The Cat Krampus Campus (and Moment who couldn't resist not doing nothing)
‘I’m giving you one last chance, Moment. You won’t be getting anything on Christmas morning but if you can prove to me that your behaviour has...
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Chapter 3 - Back From The Dead
Back From The Dead A Novel By Paul McCann Chapter 3 The Priest And The Monk It was a beautiful morning in spring in 1960 and the priest was taking an...
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Chapter 2 - Back From The Dead
Back From The Dead A Novel By Paul McCann Chapter 2 A Knock On The Door Doris sat in her bed looking at some old photos in her albums . She loved...
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Chapter 1 - Back From The Dead
Back From The Dead A Novel By Paul McCann Chapter 1 The Shepherds Ghost There was shepherd who lived on a large property in Mossy Valley . He looked...
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- 365 reads
Cold Feet in Germany
A long cold journey early in the year
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Christmas in Kyiv. Slava Ukraini!
Christmas in Kyiv. Slava Ukraini! A short break in the nightly bombardment – peace of sorts. A woman searches in the only corner left of her...
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Oluwafemi Olaseni.
We just don’t know the twist and turn of our life, and it is just as well! He is very famous in England and in the West, he may have left on a high...
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The Other Side of the Attic Window II
The twins stopped by with a question. “How’d you become a ghost?” “It was my turn,” I said. Halloween being over, I thought I’d have more me time...
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2026
A new year, a new leaf, a new calendar: we are here, time is brief – how and whither shall we wander? …
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ballad of storms of silence
listen to the roar of storms listen to the roar of gales! listen to the hymns of silence do you hear the song of songs? ~ hear the gentle silence of...
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Smoke-Free For Two Years
Something wonderful happened two years ago. On January 1, 2024, I gave up all forms of tobacco. I've been smoke-free two years today. I decided to...
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Mother Of Cleansing
Mother Of Cleansing By Paul McCann Mother of cleansing help us to wash the black marks from our face of tears we have cried in years of disgrace ...
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- 326 reads
All the best...
Not such a happy new year, really...
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Winter Landscapes
Dark brown fringe upon blue sky …
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"Of all the trees..."
I thought the Holly and the Ivy might have something to say at this time of year?
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Bron-1
Chapter 1 She hit the surface of the water, arms and legs spreadeagled, with a crash rather than a splash. “MAM!” she shrieked. The cold hit her like...
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On the Patch Where the Strawberries Grew
Remembering my own Angel of the North, my Sunderland grandmother Grace Erskine, on her special night of the year.
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Atlas of the Drowned Country
The realtor calls it waterfront. The water is in the kitchen. We sleep upstairs. We've always slept upstairs. The first floor belongs to the crabs...
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- 513 reads