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ABCtales Magazine and me
I got the new ABCtales ‘best of’ through the post this morning. I know you can download it, but I prefer paper, it gives me something to chew over...
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Last Call
She clumped up the middle of Singers Road ignoring the pavements, damp and slippy with the mush of fallen leaves darkening pools against the wire...
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see you later alligator
We know what we know. We watched the world grow. And yet! And yet! There is that debt. There is that debt. Knowing doubts, bend us true. We know what...
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By Dickens
‘Another one to see you Doctor,’ said the receptionist, her droll tone on the phone, giving me adequate warning. ‘A Mr McDermid.’ Shuffled feet,...
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huts second week, second day (first draft)
Our first formal class, critical theory in mental handicap nursing, takes place in the defunct maternity ward, in the old hospital. High ceilings,...
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There are more people who are
Posted on Fri, 11 Aug 2017
There are more people who are homeless and the same amount of the beds. [deled the beds. egMore homeless and the same number of beds
a familiar tune Elise, less money which need to go further, but doesn't. Wages drop and some corporation...
Read full commentPosted in 2002-05 My memories of working at a hostel for homeless men
summer in essence.
Posted on Sat, 24 Jun 2017
summer in essence.
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nature's grand design, right
Posted on Sun, 18 Jun 2017
nature's grand design, right enough.
Read full commentPosted in The Ghost Queen.
sometimes I rub against my
Posted on Thu, 15 Jun 2017
sometimes I rub against my ignorance and give it a shine. I know this. I know.
Read full commentPosted in Strange and Familiar Faces
the god paradox. Man can be
Posted on Wed, 17 May 2017
the god paradox. Man can be searching for something. I've no answers
Read full commentPosted in A Different Kind of Prayer (Part 2)
Fathers are a strange breed.
Posted on Mon, 01 May 2017
Fathers are a strange breed. I didn't know mine either, even though he was nominally there when my mum brought us up. I take after my father, of course.
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aye, as an old baldy, I
Posted on Sat, 18 Mar 2017
aye, as an old baldy, I sympathise. No next time!
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nicely done.
Posted on Fri, 10 Mar 2017
nicely done.
Read full commentPosted in 'Sourire' Haiku Set
a trumpet for a brother, a
Posted on Sun, 26 Feb 2017
a trumpet for a brother, a trumpet for a sister, my guess is your guess, is that the broom that sweeps may, indeed, sweep us all away.
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I know lots of stories about
Posted on Fri, 24 Feb 2017
I know lots of stories about drinking and drunks, some funny, some sad, some funny and sad at the same time. How do we reach honesty? That's a different story, and one which I'm not quite sure how it ends. I think you've had a good crack at here...
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