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My stories

'Pie in the Sky' (I.P.)

(Edit 12/03/2012) There’s some might say we had it made... having gone from rags to riches;
Cherry

The Mouse Ran Up the Clock

Days such as today really fazed him...even bearing in mind this was Ashworth – one of England’s top three high security psychiatric hospitals.
Cherry

Seen From a Window

Her eyes, almost meet mine, almost every time...
Cherry

Come Springtime

The same unforgiving wind...

The Dog with the Luminous Nose (I.P.)

He sometimes got lonely and longed for a mate but his back legs were made out of spatulas and he had no illusions – accepted his fate. There were worse things than being a bachelor.

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