Victimized ( I.P. )
The strangest place I've ever been.
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Before I post them
My local writing group suggested the theme 'knickers' and reality came along to help me. I know that mums can be embarrassing so I have given my daughter an assumed name!
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When the Air Ceases
Breathe in breath of life---
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Those Forgotten Epyllians
"The more we elaborate our means of communication, the less we communicate". — J.B. Priestly Squatting in thick skinned caves, paged westward we became, nothing more
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The Quest for the Fabled Lost Source of the Pork Scratching
So here we are: standing in the very place Peregrination Shoppingtrolley first stood almost two centuries ago when he discovered the fabled lost source of the pork scratching.
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School Summer Holidays 1961, Day Trip to Portishead
More memeories to my dear diary.
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A Little Bit Extra
my favourite kind of "supporting artist"
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Trumpkin meets Aslan (from Prince Caspian)
With hint of roar, ‘Now, where’s that one who has so firmly said, he hasn’t seen, does not believe in lions – I must be dead!’ Devoid of speech, with trembling knees,
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Please
do not let the overflow of love overwhelm my heart with sorrow, your lusty eyes, your sweet excess has driven me near the cliffs of madness. my heart weeps into the night
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Working Class Blues
I love those women who tap their fingers, waiting waiting how long must we be waiters or waitresses? I remember working as a waiter in a Japanese Restaurant in Winston-Salem, NC?
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