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A man with unruly blond hair and a ginger beard was sitting in my spot when I entered the cafe today. Moreover, the lout had his feet up on the seat...

The Road Hog By Paul McCann I pulled over there on the side of the road with an overheated engine . I had no idea of my whereabouts as I had been...

Back to life. Back to reality. Back to writing exactly one hundred words per day.

A mollitious warmth stole through my inward parts this evening as I directed a river of red Italian wine down my throat. Although it was an...

… takes away the sin of the world. [Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] They went to Pilate’s palace with hazy accusation. It was the date to celebrate God’s rescue of the nation. … their trial of this man unjustly held – Christ Jesus, predicted Passover Lamb …

This is a true story, and readers, I was there… Every bank holiday at the end of May, the Gloucestershire village of South Cerney has a Duck Race, in...

1/5/25 Easter came in even more haste than usual, it seemed to Alfred, who liked, in recent years, to write something appropriate to this time of...

Having been accused of reckless driving, once we were working the whole morning and getting tired, Prof Sauer said call it a day for lunch I said “...