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Hellish Heaven
The Receptionist answered on the third of fourth ring, giving out the same information in a robotic monotone. There were no doctor’s appointments...
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Love Story 24
I’d kissed Ali’s cheek when we left the church. Felt the novelty and glad feeling of having done the right thing. Even though Mum didn’t say so, I...
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Love Story 23
It rained every day and everything closed in before the funeral. Mum had time for a fag before we got into the chauffeured car. The cortege set off,...
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Love Story 22
The Constable looked too small to be a cop even on his tiptoes. A parvenu in uniform just out of the wrapper did little to disguise his weedy build...
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Love Story 21
Da groaned and leaned on me as he lowered himself to the floor and shut his eyes. ‘Don’t die, Da,’ I wailed as he sucked in each breath in and blew...
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mum is always best.
Posted on Thu, 08 Jan 2026
mum is always best.
Read full commentPosted in Gone But Not Forgotten
It makes me mad enough to
Posted on Sat, 13 Dec 2025
It makes me mad enough to write a letter to the Daily Mail about the segregation of schools. Nobody believes in anything any more. All children go to interdemonational nurseries or they're just left about street corners with their fags. In our...
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makes sense of a kind of
Posted on Thu, 11 Dec 2025
makes sense of a kind of sadness.
Read full commentPosted in The Day, Every Day
ah, GlosKat, I think I need
Posted on Wed, 10 Dec 2025
ah, GlosKat, I think I need an eye test. Ludwig Wittgenstein: What a picture must have in common with reality in order to represent it after its manner—rightly or falsely—is its form of representation. We see what we think we see, even if we don'...
Read full commentPosted in R&D 5
violence is believing it's
Posted on Thu, 11 Dec 2025
violence is believing it's necessary as you show.
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cheers TJ, who knows what
Posted on Wed, 10 Dec 2025
cheers TJ, who knows what path we take? Not Abraham. Not me.
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I wondered where Pudgy
Posted on Tue, 09 Dec 2025
I wondered where Pudgy Maxwell's van went to. He might well have sold it to your dad. He'd drag two seats out of the pub, with a punter standing in the middle. Bit shuggly. But good enough to get you to the Celtic match. Pope John Paul II...
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aye and aye, sadly true.
Posted on Tue, 09 Dec 2025
aye and aye, sadly true. where are we noo?
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the poet in you, indeed,
Posted on Thu, 04 Dec 2025
the poet in you, indeed, Jenny.
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to be out and about is poetry
Posted on Tue, 02 Dec 2025
to be out and about is poetry to bring home.
Read full commentPosted in "Winter Constitutional"
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