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StoryMagnus Hopeless drkevin13 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Cheap Lager Book of Records drkevin03 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Life of an Ancient Mariner drkevin03 years 11 months ago
StoryNeighbourhood Watch: The Shape of Things to Come drkevin03 years 11 months ago
StoryScriptwriting drkevin03 years 11 months ago
StoryMeeting a Friend in the Pub. drkevin03 years 12 months ago
StoryOn a Diet drkevin04 years 1 week ago
StoryGolden Memories: TV Programmes Part Two drkevin04 years 1 week ago
StoryWan too many drkevin04 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThe Long and the Short of It drkevin04 years 3 weeks ago
StoryGolden Memories: TV Programmes (Part One) drkevin34 years 1 month ago
StoryAn Inadvertent Indignity drkevin04 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Apprentice drkevin04 years 1 month ago
StoryA Turgid and Impenetrable Poem about Mephistopheles drkevin14 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Olympics drkevin14 years 1 month ago
StoryGolden Memories: Sundries drkevin04 years 2 months ago
StoryCulture drkevin04 years 2 months ago
StoryTwo Old Men and A Baby Belling Cooker drkevin24 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Return of Sport drkevin04 years 2 months ago
StoryCountry Life drkevin24 years 2 months ago
StoryProgress drkevin04 years 2 months ago
StoryDiscovering the Boy drkevin04 years 3 months ago
StoryGolden Memories: Cars drkevin14 years 3 months ago
StoryWealth drkevin04 years 3 months ago
StoryBingo drkevin04 years 3 months ago

My stories

Drilling for Oil

Let me tell you tales of yore. There'll be thrilling stories of law and gore. A huge demand for more and more. Minds traveling to a distant shore. Or...

Great Expectations

So I hear, you're going West? Well, it's time you left your mother's breast. And if you want to go, be my guest. There's no need to sneer, fart or...

The Summer of '69

My memory is hazy And a little mazy, But was it so crazy, Or downright lazy, To lie in the sun, Watching that daisy?
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Escape

Well, I guess it could be worse. Outside the house, there could be a hearse. Illness and death; the human curse. Perhaps there's no excuse for being...

A Strange Malaise

I woke up feeling damp and nithered. Wandered about, mumbled and dithered. Tried the toilet and in they slithered. Looked down; deflatedly withered.

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