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Funeral Jennifer Pickup, 27.12.2025 When I wandered into the church, Someone held open the glass door, Made a little conversation, I’d never stepped...

My cousin, came to visit my Mum recently, she then sent us a picture and a text on our group chat, “Please can you have a look in Aunties flat, for...

THE INTERVIEW 13: Daughter Cluster Q59. "What did Melissa want to be when she grew up?" Dale reached for the memory. His daughter at five, at seven,...

Once this is over we’ll get back to play. We’ll do it ‘till the end of the day. And tomorrow a Storm will Come around and It will take the sun Away...

My departed sister “ MAMA” As a bolt from blue my heart, the news slew that my Mama is no more with grievous sighs from heart’s core moved, I to her...

doing a hard rewrite of this, stripping back some nonsense, changing the dialogue layout, adding a few new bits too

We should never have listened to it. We should have torn up the letter. Throw it away. And forget about it. As if it were a supermarket flyer. As if...

I’ve never been one for organising social gatherings so I tend to just run round the house with the hoover and leave the rest to Priyatelkata. I told her a five litre bottle of homemade distillate from Rakia Maria up the road and some cheese and pineapple on cocktail sticks would suffice, but she went overboard as usual.

A trick of the mourning light: a slight figure's determined gait, seen at a distance far enough to reach the other side. I see them, my parents,...