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They have suffered. Many lives have been changed forever, for worst. They have kept their dignity, as the world watched them. We have all felt their...

The Slums Of Tomorrow By Paul McCann Weeks and weeks turn into months , so much time is spent . Once it was so easy to find a place to rent . Too...

I faked a call on my mobile. Pretending to jump, I patted my jacket pocket and took it out. ‘Excuse me, Celia. My office.’ I held the thing up and...

How has it come to pass when two sons have forgotten me? Does love ever survive whenever time comes after being shared in the growing – from early...

“Perfidia, I’m sure Jon isn’t in jeopardy with your cousin,” Martha reasoned. “And I’m not so sure,” Perfidia replied and turned back to Willow with...

Miss Victoria Agoglia. Age just Fifteen. RIP. xXx

Written 2017 – note: not pro-war 5 June 1944 – the night before D-day The massive shed at the Royal Albert Dock was a chaos of war materials. Bert...

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] We see the outer side, the smiling gaze, reports of purchases and holidays. Concerns may all be locked...

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