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I Remember
how refreshing it felt to be ten in 1952 to wrestle with friends – play tag and fire cap gun noisemakers much to the chagrin of our doting parents...
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I didn’t take that picture
I didn’t take that picture through the hospital window. The one with the sign in the background, neon-green and sickly. The one with the airplane...
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Ernie Platt 1940—2015
Ernie Platt 1940—2015 Ernie was born in 1940. No football, no rugby, no golf, and the Scottish Grand National won by ‘no race run’, but at least...
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...'Gainst All Disaster - Episode 2
The fine young Lady and her maid from 'She Who Would Valiant Be' continue their adventure.
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I never felt the pain
I never felt the pain as the needle kissed my vein Just a gentle push and all to gain to fly on wings my heart to sing high above a sun kissed world...
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Craven on Patrol - Part III - the Finale
“Listen, Craven,” said Sergeant Dowd. “This blue ’46 Plymouth with the bullet holes is being driven by a gorilla named Morty. He’s the one put all...
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Minefield, There's danger near Falklands Six
Minefield, There's danger near Falklands Six Stop! Stop! There’s danger near. Maybe right here. A careful bending of the knee. Maybe a hundred bodies...
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White Flags Over Stanley. Falklands five.
White Flags Over Stanley We sat and cleaned, We sat and polished, We sat and oiled, We sat and checked The action. We sat and checked Our mags. We...
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Face Down. Falklands Four.
Face Down I saw him face down in the dirt We turned him over softly Almost covertly. Three small holes All we could see. Sightless eyes Looking at me...
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Belfast Echoes
. Belfast Echoes By Paul McCann Dandering down through the windy city, I spied my fancy one. I nodded with unspoken thoughts, the echoes of someone...
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She Took To The Sea
. She Took To The Sea By Paul McCann . The little boat sat there tied to the side of the jetty and the lady who owned it sat there inside . She...
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A Falling World: Chapter 5 Part 2: Mourning and Hate
Inside the building a single man stood behind a counter. His eyes were pitch black and he had pale oily skin than glistened under the phosphorescent...
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A Falling World: Chapter 5 Part 1: Mourning and Hate
Torrance lay on display for his family and friends to say their peace. There was a line waiting to pay their respects that Richard looked at from...
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Zoned
. Zoned By Paul McCann I made my way through the airport , to find all of the terminals were closed. I was approached by a man with a swab and he...
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Beware of Greeks Telling Tales
Adapted from an earlier piece of mine entitled 'The Truth about Penelope'.
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Glory, and how to get there
[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Soon there’ll be days of glory Where there will be no pain; there poverty, injustice will not be known again...
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Loves A Cockatoo
. Loves A Cockatoo By Paul Mc Cann I buried Joey , my little cockatoo beside the garden shed . It was a sad day, when my little cocky died . Broken...
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A Garden Of Many Colours
. A Garden Of Many Colours By Paul Mc Cann There’s lupins in the garden as blue as the sky . A carpet of red poppies, scattered in your eye . Yellow...
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The Little Moments
. The Little Moments By Paul McCann When you were three we went out in the snow and made a snowman there by the window . In the summer we went on...
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