Silver box

Different worlds I travel through And in every place I stop Few nice bits and bobs I pull out from my magic box To recreate my home I hang up on the walls My little fold up hopes

Winter--home

A house on the rock Nothing much but a little hut Warm hearth-fire Candles on the mantelpiece Fierce storm outside Protecting the craggy shore From all intrusion

A GIFT FROM MELANIE story

Christmas is special. Melanie knows better than many children. Read this story and find out why.

The Soul Catcher

She bent down and reached for the cherry blossom and in that perfect moment he captured her, captured her soul. She was never seen again, only that perfect photo remained.

The Wanton Maiden

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Looking for Breezes

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The Only Way to Rob a Bank is Naked

I’m a big fan of public transport. It’s the people they let on it that bothers me. In the same way I’m a big fan of democracy. It just depends whose hands it’s in.
Cherry

Chapter Five: The Old Gaol

He resembled a blighted potato. His skin was jaundiced and mottled and scabby and his eyes bulged as though he had been hung at some point but without any luck.

Three Mile Drove, Chapter Twenty One

Chapter Twenty One

AIDS

"Mmmmmm baby, keep going...it feels so good....so good...." "Wait, wait. Condom...use a condom..."

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