Historical Fiction

Cherry

SEV 4

I was still at school and watching Space 1999 on the telly, when SEV wafted into the living room stinking of booze and fag smoke. He slapped the back...
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Alfred Muggins Ponders The Royal Wives (Again)

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Mr Muggins and his wife were in their (royal – he liked to think of it!) bed. It was not a four poster bed unfortunately, like Henry and his wives,...
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John Ferguson 1/12/1929—11/1/2020

John Ferguson slipped me twenty-quid and I went to the Oasis, loosely termed a nightclub, with the cash. He was about five-foot-five tall, and he...
Cherry

SEV 3

I was sixteen when I stole my brother, SEV’s, identity. I’d nipped into the lounge of the Glen Lusset and ordered a pint of lager. I was tall enough...

The Red Night

November 29th, 1703, Amberfields Village, Northwestern Province A father and daughter sat by the lake on the village outskirts. The evening light...
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SEV 2

My brother watched me playing for the Boy’s Guild on St Stephen’s gravel park. He stood under a tree with his mate Billy Quinn, both of them wearing...

What A Soldier Does

. What A Soldier Does' By Paul McCann . The soldier questioned the war: When and who is it all for; Who is right and who is wrong; Why can’t we just...

Yesterdays Bloomers

. Yesterdays Bloomers By Paul McCann No one can mock what the eye cannot see . Stitch up your bloomers as fast as can be . Bloomers still mock their...
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Pat Powell 1936—2014

Pat Powell 1936—2014 My da was over ten years older than Old Pat, but I asked my da if he knew him, and he gave a shake of his head and glowered. He...