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Frisked - Part 3

‘Guldip! It’s me! PC Henderson!’ Sam shouted through the letterbox of the small end-of-terrace house on Exton Street. Thudding steps on the stairs, a...
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The Boat - part 2

Grasping the orange-bladed paddle in one hand, she pushed the kayak carefully into the shallows and jumped into the seat. ‘Scrunch!’ The kayak sank...
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Frisked-part 2

They sat on the bed, next to each other. A massive Victorian antique, iron framed. Nothing else in the room except a small dark-wood bedside table...
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The Boat -part 1

‘It began as a mistake.’ Was that how the great Bukowski started off his classic novel? She couldn’t remember. And Bukowski was one of Catherine’s...
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Frisked - Part 1

5 March, 1988 Up ahead, the small straggle of Charlton fans processed slowly through the turnstiles at the away end of the Baseball Ground, in the...
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The Life Of Jim (Part 3)

The cheap, strong cider, hit the spot. After five pints, I decided to make my way to the bookies and check the results. It was good news, one winner...
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The Life Of Jim ( Part 2)

It’s Wednesday and I’ve just had two days' work. My mate Tony has got his own Painting and Decorating company. If he’s short of labour, he gives me a...
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The Life Of Jim. ( Part 1)

I’ve woken up in some weird places. A car park in the middle of a housing estate, a neighbour's garden, a bathtub in a house owned by someone I didn’...