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Lore turned the corner, it looked as though they hadn’t even bothered. The entire building’s orbital corridor was seemingly designed to look as...

Spencer was staring intently out of the kitchen window, moving his head to focus on the treetops and then back down to the lawn. ‘Three blackbirds,’...

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Winter’s retreating …

Written at the rate of 100 words per day, this is the second part of my account of a journey from the settee to the corner of our kitchen where the kettle is. At this point the kettle is switched on. I only wish, during that icy month, I could have said the same about myself.

Sometimes hard things have to be done!

Productivity is dead We should slow the hell down And enjoy being alive instead Bill Gates talking about AI The white collar workforce shrinking away...

A New Song By Paul McCann A door in the sky opened up and a song fell through , lucky I was able to catch it before it flew . far away into the...

Kenwood, the Air Traffic Controller, picked his binoculars and zoomed in on the aircraft that came out of the sky, flying north over the mountains. A...