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The Northern Scot 17th August 2018
This isn’t so much about a particular place that is off the beaten track, rarely visited and even more rarely ever visited. No, it is about a few of...
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The Kindness of Strangers
I first became aware of this phrase when I was given a copy of Kate Adie’s autobiography entitled ‘The Kindness of Strangers’. She chose the title to...
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A CHEST
of doubloons at rainbow’s end can easily occupy our minds. But the only treasure I have known is my wife since ’75.
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Erotic Daydream In London
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Women of every race, tourists and students, young workers on the tube. Pretty Chinese lady or a muslim lady with a beautiful face.
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Guarded Secret
So many of the switches were left Off and so many have been turned On, yes come here I have a game for you to play, What's actually important is the...
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Death in the Colonies
Old men die in foreign beds with no last words to say. The women cry, Their time will come, tomorrow or today.
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Omar's Diary Saturday 11th August 2018 -just a short one
THIRTEEN DAYS - ASCOT - SHERGAR CUP - HOUSE OF COMMONS This morning Man Servant and I prepared this diary watching the sun rise over the Avon Valley...
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Morning Recognition
Separate the lies Can't close it once it's wide Didn't know what you were getting A way of life Pull up the slack Yesterday happened Eros ascended...
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The Lizard Man, Narrative # 1
He stood over Katulu and suddenly felt the true worth of his vigil. He thought of the child's mother again. What a mystery this all was. He never chose this, never wanted children, for in a way he felt like he was never a child himself, and yet how could he reject such an unlikely gift from creation's song, especially when he knew that this child would one day carry some of his most precious memories...
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