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Loose Lettuce Leaf Factory Tour

Brake squeal announced busload disembark - not locals but a chattering multi-cultural arc. Concentration torn from my romance book I grabbed my bag...
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In The Twinkling Of An Eye.

For many years Paul my husband would do a secret Santa. That was what he called it. Christ mas Eve, he would put £10 in an envelope and put it...
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My Mind Is a Bad Neighborhood

Note to reader: this is a first draft. Please feel free to leave comments about what works/doesn't work, or how you think this piece might improve...
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Goodbye Sam, Hello Samaritans

“They’re resurrecting Dylan Thomas,” Toby said. “Hello, Samaritans,” I said. “Could you stop doing that,” Toby said. “I’m sorry. I’m just nervous, it...
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Freedom of Speech

I‘m not a tale for you to tell, nor melodies for you to sing. In darkness where the shadows dwell, I rise beyond what mainstreams bring. I'm not a...

President In Office

Mr Cyril Rhamaphosa Do not underestimate the responsibility on his shoulders, let us try and understand the difficulty and directly conflicting...
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Stuff

A bit of whimsy for this weeks Inspiration Point, and how I wish I could get rid of STUFF!!! (Image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons)

A Victorian Lady's Memoirs Part Six

Albert and William had gone for a ride in the gardeners pony and trap. The twins had been most excited making their way around to the stables to...
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Entry 4 — The Things We Cover

Journal of Isla Loren — March 20 Location: upstairs hallway outside the second bedroom Weather: cloud-thickened morning, wind pressing against the...
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Henry

Our little man has just turned one. We call him Henry, not Don or Ron. He walks and points, and life is 'bon'. When the toy goes, he knows it's far...
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Forgive – and forget?

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] We cannot ask God to forgive, count us good, if we will not pardon those whom we should. When choosing to...

IT WAS YOU

IT WAS YOU! GOD OF EVERY GRACE IS OUR KEY TO ENDURING FAITH. THE LIVING WORD, OUR RESTING PLACE HERE IS WHERE WE BELONG: WHERE WE SEEK ONLY YOUR FACE...

The Music That I Brang

The Music That I Brang by Paul McCann I came to you there on concrete streets and played until darkness fell , with a guitar singing songs I’d wrote...
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The Forgotten Song

One from my archive. Image by MarkGillow https://flickr.com/photos/28342603@N02/48174449426 . Creative Commons Attribution 2.0 Generic license.
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The Museum

On opening day, the street shimmered with excitement. Crowds had gathered, rosy-cheeked, scarves looped tight. Kids bounced on their toes, holding...
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An Unguarded Moment

An Unguarded Moment By Paul McCann Driving downhill to the town at midday as the thunder and lightening was going on . I saw the lightening strike in...

A Victorian Lady's Memoirs Part Five

While we were deep in conversation, there was a knock. “Come!” Voiced Julia. The door opened and a reserved charlady appeared. “Yes, what is it Mary...
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10 Life Lessons. Number 9.

And then it happened. A life-changing event. Sometime in 1967, Mum and Dad got a letter from the council. They’d got what they wanted. An offer of a...
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Strange dreams are made of this

I don't know why it took so long. Now that I'm here, now that I'm standing in the comforting shade of the chestnut trees, I feel guilty. I should...
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