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The Last Night Chapter 10 Good Morning

Chapter 10 Good Morning 32 Macon’s black Escalade pulled up behind Martha’s late model Honda, just before he, a tall sturdy middle-aged man with a...
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I never held you in my arms.

I never held you in my arms i never heard you giggles or see them smiles upon your face or touch your face or felt your breath upon my face you were...
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Christmas Skies

An homage to John Betjeman and inspired by his poem written in 1954 called ‘Christmas’ Christmas Skies Chiming church-bells peal from afar, summoning...
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The Home of Golf

Sunday’s ‘free entry’ Historic Scotland visit was St. Andrews Castle (ruins). It overlooks the ‘German Sea’*, from which, drifts the sweetest-...

Among Kinders

I could tell stories, so they invited me to tell them to a class of kinders run by a voluntary group. Sixteen children sat waiting eagerly, some on...
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The Road To Ponkerton Village - Part 2

‘Come on Bob, get a bloody grip!’ he muttered, his face expressing both desperation and rage as he looked up towards the pitted fabric ceiling of his...
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Travelling without moving

I traveled the world As a young man Since you were born I have traveled with out moving You are a world And I am your satellite The sun and the moon...

A God Called Eternity: Ch 1 [The Box & the Bodies]

​ I didn’t know how long I sat there watching her sleep. Her frail form, shrouded in a linen blanket, faintly rising and falling with shallow breaths...
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Treats.

For me, going to the chiropodist is a yearly treat. I remember when I first went, it was an eyewatering £32, that was about five years ago. I only go...

TRANS. Part Two.

I was very pleased with my alternative dressing gown, I had followed the trend and had bought one of those, that I had to pull over my head, first...

The Last Night Chapter 9 The First Day

Chapter 9 The First Day 29 Had Martha known of her son and husbands’ fate she would not have been less worried. Having discovered Wyatt’s old red...

BOVAER. BOVINE.

I saw my brother William yesterday and he told me, I should start checking my ingredients on the packages, before I buy food. He knows I never check...

John's Conscience

Rolling fields edged with brier where shepherd John observes his flock, he relishes in beauty of landscape's magnitude, desperately holding on to...
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Traffic

On Friday, drove down to Paisley, near Glasgow, for a long weekend with family. I was born in Paisley, and went to Paisley Grammar School. My sister...
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The Better Bargain!

Full river – soothing progress steady slow gentle ripples in the flow clear waters: still and quiet all around — not like the ‘Saturday Black Friday...
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Weather App. Haiku # 23

Early December Looks coldish, but clear outside No rain or snow though! ( 23 of 25)

The morning breaks

The morning breaks my heart ache this loneliness inside of me is slowly taken over me a bird sing I feel a chill in the air like a ghost from some...
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Bus Pass On Finniston Farm [somewhere near Finnieston, Glasgow]

BPL was doing something called ‘visiting’. This seemed to involve BPL dining out for lunch and dinner, spending evenings in people’s homes, bringing...
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Kathleen’s Secret

Based on an oft-told story of my father’s. Kathleen and the hat definitely existed until the early 1960s but I’d be a fool to promise that the rest of his tale is true.
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The Road To Ponkerton Village - Part 1

Bob was pleased with himself, he wanted to celebrate getting the planning application through. He’d been optimistic all along, mostly because he held...
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