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StoryAt the Tate, St Ives Angusfolklore33 years 2 months ago
StoryLit Windows Angusfolklore23 years 3 months ago
StoryGentrified Angusfolklore33 years 3 months ago
StoryCoda for the Piper, 1746 Angusfolklore13 years 3 months ago
StoryBarley Ghosts Angusfolklore93 years 4 months ago
StoryMonster Mine Angusfolklore23 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Gallos Statue, Tintagel Angusfolklore03 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Coming of Industry to Cornwall Angusfolklore33 years 5 months ago
StoryPrimary Children at the Heritage Centre Angusfolklore33 years 6 months ago
StorySyd Abandoned - A Pink Floyd Tale Angusfolklore53 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Day Before the Internet Angusfolklore63 years 7 months ago
StoryA Head Full of Bells Angusfolklore03 years 7 months ago
StoryScottish Lang Syne Prayer Angusfolklore13 years 7 months ago
StoryMidwinter, Remember Angusfolklore123 years 8 months ago
StoryBonnie Prince Charlie On The Moon Angusfolklore03 years 8 months ago
StoryKnowing The Crows Angusfolklore113 years 8 months ago
StorySt Agnes Head, 10.7.22 Angusfolklore23 years 10 months ago
StoryOn Oddicombe Beach Angusfolklore73 years 10 months ago
StoryBonnie Prince Charlie in London, 1750 Angusfolklore14 years 2 weeks ago
StoryKernow Song Angusfolklore24 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Man Who Hated Wasting Paper Angusfolklore44 years 1 month ago
StoryThree Women at the Estuary Angusfolklore54 years 1 month ago
StoryDescent from Kings - The Royal Clans Angusfolklore14 years 1 month ago
StorySt Rumon's Space (Redruth) Angusfolklore34 years 1 month ago
StoryA Remembered Summons Angusfolklore44 years 5 months ago

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Ambre Solaire

By Angusfolklore on Tue, 20 Jan 2026

Solitary bottle on the back shelf of the bathroom cabinet, sat there untouched for ten solid years. Bought by some wistful, wishing parent who...
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Certificate U
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Walking The Plank

By Angusfolklore on Thu, 11 Sep 2025

I don't need your cutlass to point the way to doom. I edge along the slim oak diving board without regret. No fear in me despite the queer jeers of...
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Certificate PG
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Wrong Town On A Sunday

By Angusfolklore on Mon, 21 Apr 2025

They took a wrong turn and a half and ended up in the wrong town on a Sunday. German tourists who didn't know better, beguiled by a lying guide book...
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Certificate PG
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Killed By Cows

By Angusfolklore on Tue, 04 Mar 2025

This is not the time to wonder, as they thunder towards you, whether they are cows or bulls. Just run. You have wandered into a zone that seemed...
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Certificate PG
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Hibernation

By Angusfolklore on Fri, 21 Feb 2025

We prepare a bed of leaves in a hidden place as these hard days shorten. I tell the forest not to wake me until... possibly the snow drops appear,...
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Certificate PG

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