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Maglic Moments

A piece of writing I did a good while back for the travel company, Exodus Travels. Neither the trip nor I were very glossy but they were very happy to include it in their glossy promotional literature. The Green Visions Travel Agency in Sarajevo used it too. And no, there isn’t a typo in the title.
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Lady Danube

A photograph of a green wooden hut beside a river. But the river is none other than the River Danube (known locally as the Dunav / Дунав) taken on my phone a few days ago from near the town of Svishtov in Bulgaria, approximately 80 kms from where I live. I love watching rivers flow by but the might of the Danube (the second longest in Europe, after the Don) is extraordinary. Its beauty and the folklore and mythology that accompany it compelled me to write this poem.
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Poking James MacGuigan’s Pig

There have been many doors in my life, some real and some metaphorical, but on a quiet little farm in one of Ireland's beautiful Glens of Antrim, one in particular stood out and the memory of it will stay with me forever.
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I Fought the Law

Apart from having a wee behind a bin down a back alley in Middlesbrough when I was eight years old and a tiny bit of embezzlement around six years...
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A Hot Little Model from France

The kitchen took on the appearance of an overfilled Greetings from Murmansk snow globe as the door flew open and in gushed a torrent of winter’s...

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I'm no expert, but...

Posted on Thu, 29 May 2025

I'm no expert at this but I just write all my stuff in Word documents ensuring that the formatting is constant throughout. Then, after saving them, I copy and paste onto a blank page on the ABC site. It seems to work.

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The women!

Posted on Fri, 23 May 2025

Where I live now, the dark days of Communism pushed women out to work and the feeling of importance and value to the community has stayed with them long after the fall of the regime. Many businesses here are run by women and in many walks of life...

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Pint

Posted on Thu, 22 May 2025

Now if I'd been arriving so far ahead of schedule I'd have sent a text message to let the people know, or just gone for a pint to while away the time until I was expected.

How times change.

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Llandoger Trow

Posted on Thu, 22 May 2025

When I worked in an office near Bristol Bridge I would often go to the Llandoger Trow. It was a brilliant old pub with some great literary connections. Apparently it inspired Robert Louis Stevenson to write about the Admiral Benbow Inn in ...

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The poor and needy

Posted on Thu, 22 May 2025

I vaguely remember you mentioning hanging round the docks in some of your previous writing. Maybe a specialist subject!? But seriously, well done to you for bringing that sordid side of nineteenth century England to life in your story.

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Sea life

Posted on Tue, 20 May 2025

his motto being; what happens at sea, stays at sea.

And a fine motto that is. As a former seafarer myself, perhaps I should adopt the same.

 

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A good start

Posted on Mon, 19 May 2025

Oooh Jenny, you've written loads of instalments and I'm only starting to read them now. Apologies for that. However, if they're all as well written as this one it'll take me no time at all to catch up.

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Tropical

Posted on Wed, 21 May 2025

Great writing with a typically tropical taste... and smells. In fact you took me through the whole range of senses, imagining the scene and wishing I was there.

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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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