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Admissions Impossible

A few lines scribbled to occupy the time between going to bed last night and getting up this morning.
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Poem of the week

Our Old Girl… Remembering Coral

I knew Coral (seashore) for only the final two of her eighty-six years. Around our love and sadness for her late daughter Julia (Overthetop1), who herself had been a dear friend forty years before, we formed an incredible bond in that short time. She once described herself as an old crock. To me she was an old crock of gold.
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Fire and Rain

If Stevie Wonder had lived in Equatorial Guinea, he’d probably still have thought there was nothing hotter than July in Bulgaria. Here’s one hundred words per day to describe the last fifteen days of a very sweaty month.
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Cherry

Violetta Are You Better?

If Stevie Wonder had lived in Bulgaria, he’d have realised that there’s nothing hotter than July. Here’s one hundred words per day to describe the first sixteen days of a very sticky month.
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Cherry

While My Guitar Teacher Gently Weeps

Words of apology to anyone who has ever tried to teach me to play a musical instrument.
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1153 of my comments have received 1267 Great Feedback votes

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Avtomat Kalashnikova

Posted on Fri, 21 Aug 2026

I used to have a client in Calne whose son had many years earlier been in a band called the Characters. The band split up when they all started having mortgages and kids and stuff. But then, when they were all in their sixties, they got back...

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Babs

Posted on Fri, 21 Aug 2026

Oh, I'd never thought of that. I might try it myself.

She was a clever lass was old Babs. I knew very little about her so I've just looked her up on Wikipedia. She wrote 23 novels in 1976 alone. I bet you're glad she wasn't in our gang.

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Really nice to hear from you

Posted on Sat, 20 Jun 2026

Hello Jenny.

It’s really nice to hear from you. I often wonder and hope. And I hope that the heat and your suffering might subside soon.

You’re certainly never forgotten. x

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Hoping

Posted on Sun, 16 Aug 2026

And sometimes those nightmares take a time to go away, long after we've woken up.

Well described! I hope it's evaporated now. 

 

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Cows

Posted on Mon, 17 Aug 2026

I didn't know that the good people of Waterford were in the habit of lining up their cows, but I do now, so thank you. 

Next time I'm over I'll go and have a look. 

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Shearer

Posted on Sat, 15 Aug 2026

Nay lad, a proper sheep shearer! The townsfolk of Heckmondwike wouldn't gi t'time o'day to that poncy Geordie twerp.

And the photograph is nowt in comparison to what, from my experience, you might find yourself dancing with in a Newcastle...

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Independence

Posted on Sat, 15 Aug 2026

I think anyone of our generation with half a brain would keep their finances separate, just in case. It's still possible to have a friendship or relationship without dipping into each other's property and cash. Both should recognise the need to...

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Dear Marge

Posted on Sat, 15 Aug 2026

Keep your hand on your ha'penny! That's what the wise old ones say to the lovestruck young.

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The Dusty Danube

Posted on Fri, 14 Aug 2026

Oooh, interesting! I hadn’t heard about this bit of the drought calamity. There’s something very alluring about the Danube, though here it’s called the Dunav which is a name that I think makes it even more alluring. It’s huge and powerful but...

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Micklefield or bust!

Posted on Fri, 14 Aug 2026

Oh, I remember Micklefield. Well I only remember it as being the stop after Garforth but at least I remember it.

We don’t have Ubers in Bulgaria. The government banned them years ago because of tax evasion, money laundering and corruption...

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