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Searching for love by Paul McCann Searching for love it’s so elusive : leaves me wondering every day and night. Between me and you it’s unobtrusive...

A breeze rustles reeds, greens almost white caught in the incessant sun. Even the blue of the sky seems faded. Too many washes. Are the birds there?...

"These youngsters, these days, they think they know everything." Maybe that's cause for hope.

Chapter 3. Nether Bramblewick. She had not gone more than a hundred yards when the peaceful lane was disturbed by a deep, throaty rumble behind her,...

What Fran wants is peace and quiet and a Chicken Tikka Masala. Or does she?

Chapter Five. Calizone. When they reached the place where Brian and James had first met, the riders stopped and dismounted. “Right,” the leader...

Before 1952, most of the popular music on BBC radio was from the American hit parade. This is a story of how it influenced every day life in war torn Sheffield. I didn't post it under The Way We Heard title, as it doesn't technically qualify.

America's Biden Administration, from its top embodiment in merry Joe himself, to the thousands of energetic and educated civil servants that was its...

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