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StorySecond Favourite Place Angusfolklore06 years 11 months ago
StorySuddenly I Am Santa (A Seasonal Transmogrification Nightmare) Angusfolklore06 years 11 months ago
StoryRemains of a Dog Have Been Found Angusfolklore36 years 11 months ago
Story4 X 4 (Conclusion) Angusfolklore06 years 11 months ago
Story4 X 4 (Part One) Angusfolklore06 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Plettie (Part Two) Angusfolklore36 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Plettie (Part One) Angusfolklore16 years 11 months ago
StoryGranny Ower The Green (Part Four) Angusfolklore16 years 11 months ago
StoryGranny Ower The Green (Part Three) Angusfolklore26 years 11 months ago
StoryGranny Ower The Green (Part One) Angusfolklore26 years 11 months ago
StoryGranny Ower The Green (Part Two) Angusfolklore16 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Roadside Floral Memorial Committee (Part Two) Angusfolklore06 years 12 months ago
StoryThe Roadside Floral Memorial Committee (PART ONE) Angusfolklore06 years 12 months ago
StoryWhen The Mad Moon Woke Angusfolklore26 years 12 months ago
StoryThe Once and Future God Angusfolklore37 years 22 min ago
StoryTwo Wee Men Angusfolklore37 years 1 week ago
StoryDreel Angusfolklore47 years 1 week ago
StoryThe Square Woodie Angusfolklore37 years 1 week ago
StoryWalking Backward Out of the Sea Angusfolklore07 years 1 week ago
StoryDreaming of the Particular Dead Angusfolklore77 years 2 weeks ago
StoryJoe Goes (A Scottish Scat Reminiscence) Angusfolklore07 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Last Day I Loved You Angusfolklore27 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Birth of Blodeuwedd Angusfolklore27 years 1 month ago
StoryMoving Angusfolklore47 years 2 months ago
StoryWar Footing Angusfolklore07 years 2 months ago

My stories

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The Hawk at Rejerrah

In the neap tide lane near Rejerrah, close to dark as we travel, a March full moon rises to conquer the landscape. And an unbidden hawk decides to...
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The Heritage Man

The volunteer stands in the grassy courtyard of the ruined castle, a heritage knight armed already at 9:15 with enough leaflets to vanquish the...
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Poem of the week

Holy Cows

Holy cows chew the cud and patiently wait in fields until we pass and praise them for being there. I puzzle over the uncontrolable urge to say 'cows...
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Doves

The listless birds seem to have escaped from the razzamataz clutches of a hapless stage magician. Now they perch on the railing, slightly stunned,...
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For The Birds

Word has come upon wings for all comers to the garden, the lady has left such pretty stuff for the making of their nests. Her tresses left by wayside...

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