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StoryDrifting Away To Another Time And Place mcscraic62 years 5 months ago
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StoryMake Millions in Two Minutes... Jane Hyphen162 years 5 months ago
StoryNick Cave is Working socialeaf62 years 5 months ago
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StoryThe Witches of Long Compton onemorething222 years 5 months ago
StoryThis Sort of Thing - December 2023 - Side B Turlough112 years 5 months ago
StoryNew Year's Resolution jennifer152 years 5 months ago
StoryAn outrageously slow and peaceful homage to the stone age, sotto voce tan6332 years 5 months ago
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StoryGarret Blues mark p32 years 5 months ago
StoryNew year samhennig32 years 5 months ago
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StoryAnxiety samhennig42 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Changing of Seasons marandina212 years 5 months ago
StoryRap on progress and the class war tan6322 years 5 months ago
StoryPost Christmas relief. rask_balavoine22 years 5 months ago
StoryAt the turn of the Year D G Moody62 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Masque of the Red-Faced Boris marandina162 years 5 months ago
Story“This night I will …” Rhiannonw192 years 5 months ago
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StorySmashing pumpkins Itane Vero32 years 5 months ago

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Lingo Bingo

An explanation of the labour of love of my life that may have started out a long time ago as a labour of clinging on to my life.
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Children of the Absolution

A recollection of thoughts I had during my childhood in the 1960s. I intended writing them down long before now but I was always terrified to death at the thought of the potential consequences.
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Piblokto

Piblokto: a culture-specific syndrome occurring among traditional Inuit people, particularly women, characterized by an outburst of cries or screams, the removal of clothing, and seeming possession by a bird or animal spirit. Scientists believe that the causes include extreme cold and a lack of sunlight.
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This Sort of Thing - November 2023 – Second Half

Fyodor Dostoevsky once said. ‘The cleverest of all, in my opinion, is the man who calls himself a fool at least once a month.’ With this in mind I have taken to revealing on the worldwide web the contents of my journal once (maybe twice) a month, allowing fellow worldwide webbers to judge the level of foolery and share their opinion.

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993 of my comments have received 1077 Great Feedback votes

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Treasure

Posted on Fri, 16 May 2025

Well worn old things are always more attractive and interesting to look at than the pristine new stuff, in my opinion. We have three very old trunks that use to store linen. From the outside their appearance suggests treasure but inside there's...

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Pink

Posted on Fri, 16 May 2025

When my partner and I buy plants from a garden centre near to where we live, we ask what colour the flowers will be. The lady proprietor always replies 'mixed' which means that she has no idea. Generally they turn out to be pink.

The next...

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Weather or not

Posted on Thu, 15 May 2025

I used to treasure the words of my dear old Nan from Sunderland but I could never agree with her 'Cast ne'er a clout 'til May is out' proverb.

My determination to wear shorts and sandals from April to October means that sometimes a...

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Retirement

Posted on Tue, 13 May 2025

This is all very interesting stuff Harry. Good on you for getting through it all and good on you for sharing such personal information. You deserve a happy retirement and from what you've described of your stress-filled past, I'm sure you're...

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Surfin' Safari

Posted on Sun, 11 May 2025

I enjoyed this Jenny. I always enjoy the way you relive your memories through poetry.

This one could be retitled Five Meet the Beach Boys, by Enid Blyton. 

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Just checking

Posted on Mon, 12 May 2025

These lines worried me...

 

Do you check your phone before you pee in the morning or while you pee?   

and

That stuff can wait until the evening,

 

Do you mean the phone checking can...

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Pick of the Dream Pops

Posted on Thu, 08 May 2025

It must be very difficult for any musical performers from Mullingar to succeed, living as they do in the shadow of the immortal Joe Dolan. So fair play to the Gone Forevers. I'm glad their lyrics are in Swedish. I wish Abba could have done the...

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Marillion

Posted on Wed, 07 May 2025

Oooh, thanks very much indeed Jenny. Your comment is almost as long as my post.

When I worked in Bristol there was a colleague who had previously been a roadie for Marillion and, as a consequence, Marillion agreed to be the live band at...

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And now for my next tick...

Posted on Wed, 07 May 2025

Ah now, I'm delighted by this news. I've been confined to the house most of the day by a huge thunderstorm so this has fair cheered me up.

Many thanks to you, your cat and your blackbird. 

 

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Bravo!

Posted on Tue, 06 May 2025

Very well done Jane. Fingers crossed here for the book. Unlike IPFN, I do have a hat to eat if it doesn't get published but hats tend to give me indigestion, especially sombreros.

And it will get published anyway.

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Posted in Parcel for You - Part 61 (the end)

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