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| Story | Sorry seems to be | span | 4 | 12 years 8 months ago |
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| Story | Magnets, bulbs, batteries | span | 3 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Ranch waitress | span | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Massive metal cutlery | span | 2 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Sorry safety | span | 2 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | That toddler in Tesco | span | 2 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Someone's always dead | span | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Please take his seat | span | 1 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | No ABC | span | 3 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Stress co-ordination | span | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | The slow walk home | span | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
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| Story | Learninig how to upholster | span | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | The god loss | span | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | They are killing all the citizens Mrs Wig | span | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Such a biro way of being in a briefcase. | span | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Smoke outside | span | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | The loss specific | span | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Rue | span | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Like a tipped up cup | span | 1 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Pot-pourri salmagundi miscellany gallimaufry | span | 0 | 12 years 8 months ago |
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My stories
Throwing rocks at shop signs
When I was a kid I used to love Asterix, it was like my thing. We would go round lane corners yelling beep dropping poo sticks off bridges, high fiving soft wood trees,
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Pages of eyelids
The pages of eyelids The first time my father took me to the library I felt I had ingested a globe lamp and it became a gob stopper, a bath pearl,
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Eat
I like to watch people enjoy their food – the man who shines an apple on his jacket and then throws it in the air like a bowler. A girl on the train tearing cliff lines out of a tuna baguette.
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The future pessimist
What are you doing Wednesday? Let’s see ‘The Future’. Our faces squint in the dark- skin headlines, cancer victims, texting machines.
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I want a T shirt with the session singer on it
Watching the band, in the special acoustic theatre designed to work without microphones with everyone slicked in after work wine jewels
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